As we were standing there waiting for the grease job to finish, the powered grease gun popped off the grease nipple and waved around in the air ... sp...wing grease in many directions ... one of which was onto Dad’s suit! We spent another day in the motel while the local dry cleaners tried to get rid of the grease stain - didn’t work and Mum eventually threw out the suit.Back on the road again and Sis and I had kinda run out of things to keep us from fighting ... so our feet met, bounced and. She could not control herself and pulled Harsh by his hair.Harsh sat next to her, started kissing her lips, parted her legs, and inserted two fingers in her pussy. Ridhima was massaging his dick. Harsh them moved to her boobs and started licking her nipples. Ridhima tried to open her eyes but could not do so because of the ecstasy running through her body.Her brown nipples were fully erect and contrasted her fair body. She could not control her voice and scream. Harsh said, “You are so wet. I. "Deal. Just tell me everything that happened from the time you first saw her until the time she left." She said."Okay. I can do that. I was getting bored. You said you'd see me outside your house in ten minutes and a half hour later there was still no sign of you. I felt like having a cigarette, but I was trying not to. I didn't want to kiss you when you came out with cigarette breath. But after another five minutes, I said screw it." He said."Screw it. That's what you thought. I wasn't worth. She was watching him now, and she smiled around the glass, her face coming to life. He smiled back. “How old are you now, Mandy? Sixteen?” “Almost seventeen,” she lisped around the thermometer. “Lots of homework, I see.” He leaned around to look at the organized mess upon the desk. “Always,” she said, rolling her eyes. She looked away again, out the window. Her neck was long, the effect maybe heightened by her top, now fully revealed. Long thin arms and gracefully rounded shoulders. Her.