And she spoke to Ramya the same, she after some hesitation accepted this.Next weekend Ramya’s husband was going out of station, so we planned for it... And the day finally came which I was waiting for 4 years. Ramya dressed in a plain red transparent saree and as usual she wore it low waist as i told ma wife it help me to masturbate. She was looking just like sex goddess and I was feeling like eating her. Her sleeveless deep neck blouse was giving a great view of her big boobs and armpits.I told. ”When I turned she was still looking and moved to the counter. She ignored the others, “tell me human, how old are you?”I smiled, “I am a new born compared to your people.”She snorted and then her hand snapped out and I reacted. Mine brushed her hand away as I slid back and aside. She hissed, “you are not human.”I looked at the others before I looked at her, “I run a peaceful shop.”She leaned on the counter, “how old are you?”This time she had not been quiet and the others turned. I smiled,. Since the machine only did the bottom and even then not up to his standards we had to scrub with brooms. There wasn't much to clean, but because of the crappy city water we used the yucky green algae stuff formed pretty fast. Even the chlorine in the water wouldn't stop it. It wasn't noticable until you touched the wall or bottom or didn't clean it properly once a week.So we scrubbed the walls and dived down to the bottom to scrub the thin layer of crap off while the machines sucked the crap. Jetzt wo er tot war, konnte sie eigentlich froh sein, sie hatte sich oft genug von ihm untersuchen lassen müssen, ja müssen, mangels Alternativen und weil ihr Mann sie darum bat, die letzte Untersuchung war die letzte gewesen, oder…doch nicht?Nach jeder Untersuchung hatte sie das Gefühl gehabt, dass sie missbraucht worden war und dies nicht nur in ihrem Geschlechtsteil das meist danach erregt war, die Brustwarzen waren erigiert und hart, auch ihr After fühlte sich jedes Mal nach der.