It didn't take long for her get in the groove. She started by swinging her hips, and moving her arms in rhythm with the music. Now and then, she would...spin, and her robe would ride up. On each spin, we would all try to take a peek at the heaven beneath, which wasn't too hard, because standing on the table made her ass eye level.A slow song started to play, and she slowed down accordingly. As she swayed her hips, she slipped her right hand into her robe and caressed her left breast. Pretty soon. She is 5.3 height around 60 kg weight, she braided her hair and it’s black thick and long, she kept her braid in front and it’s falling in between perfectly round shaped breasts, which are huge, she is wearing a churidar, her face looks round and she is fair in color her lips are kinda shaped like Angelina jollies lips, her face looks like bhuvaneswari from Telugu movies, she has lusty eyes when I am passing by she keeping the fanta bottle to her lips cheeks and face and rubbing it, I hesitated. Like how you admired that pair of shorts on the front of the'Glamour' magazine. I'll bet you wish you looked as good in those shortsas the model. Am I right?"I nodded my head in agreement. "But Mother," I started complaining, "canyou believe those pants cost $775. Who has the money for things likethat?" I asked.Mother told me she needed to go shopping after I'd put the laundry awayso I was to get cleaned up. She suggested I try on the panties. "Youmight like them!" she told me. I wasn't going. " Christie did the same with Herbert. "Every last drop."The guys appeared ready to cry, they were so distressed, and so unable tosay no. They parted their lips and allowed the liquid to flow over theirtongues and down their throats. Then the girls made them lick theirlips. And lick each other's lips. The boys were quivering all over."Oh dear," said Madison with phony sympathy. "I think we may have gonetoo far." Maybe," agreed Christie. "I guess we shouldn't put any more sissythoughts.