Veni personally moved her hand from my stomach to the face and looked at me smilingly. I also looked at her curiously.She knew that I yet wasn’t sur... of what to assume of all this. So she slowly guided my hand to her own belly. My pulse increased terrifically. I felt like a thousand lightning thundering inside me. Then she helped my hand reach her breasts. In the evening when the lights were still on.I remember that she was wearing a light green nightgown hanging on just two strings on her. Reaching behind her, I turned on the cold water.It got her good. The look of surprise was priceless and I thought it would make a great picture. I walked over, grabbed the phone and snapped another image. Setting it back down, I walked back and turned off the water.“Don’t make me use the hot.” I warned, knowing just how hot it was. “Now, about those tits.” I mused, lifting one in each hand, “They look delicious.” and snapped my teeth at them.Bending down, I heard her catch her breath, expecting. Banda ku 2inch pachha ku tani ani danta kamudi gtae sakta thela marili.Maa kahila aa..aa..au mo banda pura mula parjyanta ta bia bhitaraku pasigala.Maa kahila sala to banda mo pilaghara munhaku thjeli bhitaraku pasi gala lo.Sala aginha toki e banda nele chuda bhubana dekhiba.Mora sange sange bhauni bia akhi agare nachigala.Mane bhabili maa ku genhi genhi santi kari parile se bhauni bia mote karei deba.Ta hele maa o bhauni ku gitie khatare genhi parile maja heba.Ta chhada janaka agare au jene. She was in fucking good shape anyway but this thing held her stomach in and pushed her tits right up and out. A thong barely covered her pussy, her lips pouting either side of the material. The slut look was set off perfectly by thigh boots, shiny black thigh boots.“I want you to strip for me,” she said. I’m not shy about my body but stripping with my Dad in the room seemed a bit weird. I remembered she had said were pretty similar in the body hair and dick department so I concentrated on her.