Balaram’s hands were roaming all over my back and when they reached my buttocks he squeezed them. I wanted to remain in his arms for as long asI cou...d but I knew how risky it was since the door of the room was open and anyone could walk in. I had to therefore, force myself out of his loving embrace, leave his now throbbing cock and move a little away from him. Balaram was surprised and had a pained look in his eyes. I also felt bad but was sure of what I was doing. I whispered that I have to. I was shocked how can she asked directly. Well, I handed her gift, she open it and said wow, how u careing me.. tum yahi baito, me abhi change kar ke aati hun.. aur wo ek room me chali gai. Me hall me baita tha.Paas me uski ek panty suukh rahi thi.. meri nazar uski panty per thi. Wo kab change kar ke aa gai, mujhe pata hi ni chala. Well, dress me wo super sexy lag rahi thi. Jeans thodi skinny thi. Top deep cleavage ka tha. Shayad usne cleavage per blush kiya hua tha, shine kar raha tha. Ekdum. After it was done, I had a tiny, pencil-sized landing strip leading to my new silky smooth pussy. Why can’t I meet a guy, I thought!!! Wouldn’t he love to plunge his cock into my newly smooth pussy? I celebrated my new Brazilian that night by laying in my bed, spreading my legs, and playing with my pocket rocket vibrator. It’s by far my favorite sex toy. I moved it over and over my clit with various speeds and pressures, as I pinched my nipples with my other hand. Soon a wave of pleasure. .. well, it’s not really sexual... but it’s partly sexual. I guess you could call it sexual, but it’s mostly weird. I am writing to you for advice because I have a very weird sexual problem... but not in the kinky sex weird sort of way that people usually write to you about. This is Halloween weird.My wife would have a hissy-fit if she saw that I wrote that. Not because I’m saying she’s weird– which I’m not– well, yes, I am, but that’s not the point. My wife would be all hissy-fit and screaming.