Ek hath se chhata pakda tha aur ek hath se dudh ka can aur apni saree halka upar karke. Saare ka pallu pura right side ho gaya tha.Jisse unki left chu...hi blouse mein se jhank rahi thi aur unki (nabhi, belly button) saaf saaf dikh rahi thi. Unki nipples khade the jo blouse se saaf dikh rahe the. 40 ke boobs aur khade nipples aur upar se bheegi hui kisi ka bhi khada kar de toh main kya tha.Unko aise dekh mera lund tambu ban gaya pant mein aur paani nikal gaya thoda sa. Unhone yeh dekh liya aur. " Mistress," Katrina blushed, but she knew it was true."Spoiled?" My brother gave me a funny look, like he didn't believe me."Yeah, like she's free. I decide what we're doing, how we'll do it. I make sure she's safe. I make sure she's enjoying it and when I have to, I make sure she's pushing her limits." Mistress does everything," Katrina wiggled her eyebrows playfully. "All I have to do is moan a lot." Heh!" My brother rocked a little as we sat in the booth, pursing his lips. "How come I don't. Of course there are times when we are more selective about our audience. Take our underwear. Well, where do I start ? How about wispy, see-through knickers. We don’t buy them for warmth, do we? No way. Women wear them so, when we undress in front of that selected audience, husband, boyfriend etc., they get hard. No point beating about the bush, we want them stiff. Or, if, like me, you occasionally enjoy female company, we want them wet.To a point, you could argue that all I’ve written so far. Brad could tell I needed a family to celebrate the day with and invited me to celebrate with yours. I remember you were giving me the cold shoulder the entire day. That night we walked to the Town Green to watch the fireworks. As we sat under the clear night sky watching the fireworks pop overhead I looked over at you, you were smiling and I noticed among all the bright lights that your eyes were byfar the brightest objects there. I wanted to stare at you forever but your Dad noticed me staring.