I was confused, “What are these for?”“This is for your training. Now don’t move. If you spill any water from these glasses, I will punish you....�� Raj uncle placed both hands on my breasts. “I want you to tell me what I’m doing to you?”“You’re playing with my nipples,” I whispered. “Say it loud, clear, and dirty,” he pinched and twisted my nipples. I squealed, “My nipples are being twisted.” He flicked my nipples, “and who is doing this to you?”“You, Raj uncle.” He then cupped and squeezed my. Don't get the idea that I want to marry you.'Grinning, like an idiot, I'm sure, I picked myself off the pavement and went over to her. We kissed each others cheeks and having packed away my gear we headed off to a little café nearby.It was rustic in appearance with tables outside that were somewhat shaded from the blaze of the sun. Having ordered coffee Eva and myself spent the next three hours locked in conversation. I managed to find out her surname, Green. Not very French but her father was. My eyes continued witnessing the pleasured expressions of Rashmi. Rashmi had closed her eyes shut and moaned louder in pleasure with her yummy mouth open. She was relishing the massage of my hand over her pussy. My eyes repeatedly stared at her huge round boobs.They were moving in sync with her breath. I felt a tinge of wetness leaking from her pussy. I removed the hand from her saree and told her to open her eyes. She blushed and signalled me to follow, walking towards the main spot. I took a. "Whilst many mothers might tell you off for swearing, Pedro, what Iwon't tolerate is you calling Tracey a "faggot tranny" or misgenderingTracey as your brother. Do that again and you too will be in a bra andpanties like everyone else in this house and you will wear a slip too.Tracey is your sister, now, be careful if you don't want to become hersister too." Why are you dressed as a girl, Tracey?" Pedro asked.I could tell he was scared. I explained to him about how Julia hadpersuaded me to.