"Ooh, pretty, pretty," she giggled but didn't let me see the mirror.This was followed by a purple bra-panty and a cream-coloured, silkysmooth chemise....What came over it was stunning. It was what we call alehenga in India. It includes a half-sleeve blouse which shows yourcleavage and leaves the mid-riff exposed and a heavy, a beautifullyembroidered ankle-length skirt that starts from below the navel. It wasred with golden embroidery and it was just beautiful."This dress is a special treat since. When I would sleep over it would be common for her to be walking around the house in her very thin nighty, giving me just enough to make out the shape of her breasts and dark nipples, hips and ass in certain light.As I turned 16 or so I started noticing she starting hugging me tighter. Bringing me closer, squeezing me harder against her breasts. A few times I recalled her reaching down and rubbing or lightly cupping my ass as she would hug me. I would often think of her doing that while. She zoomed in close on Sally's wispy black pubic hair and her pussy lips as they were revealed when she opened her legs slightly as David caressed her fabulous body. Karen took one beautiful shot showing the erotic triangular gap produced by the tops of Sally's thighs and her pussy, which has fascinated artists since time began.David moved around to her left side and caressed her back with one hand and breasts with the other gently circling over her nipples again. He then slowly moved his hands. "Can you feel this two little lumps?" she asked and squeezed something what was embedded into the flesh on each side of my labia. I yelped because it was a little painful. "These are your balls... They're to precious too cut off. They prevent you from growing tits. If I had cut them off you would have eventually grown tits, but you are to be permanently 5 years old and are not allowed to grow up. And five-year-old girls don't have tits." Then an evil grin came across her face. "There's only one.