" It was as though Melissa was reading from a manifesto."Yes, but I've no panties." Oh none of us wears those. "Underwear Is The Physical Bondage of P...ternalistic Oppression. Casting Off These Shackles Enables Us To Reveal the Enduring Beauty of the Female Form Which We Should Worship And Rejoice. Come on, we'll be late for dinner if we don't hurry."There was a long pause. This was beyond weird but Julia didn't see how she had much choice. Turning her back on Melissa, she shucked off her dress,. She smiled and asked my ‘which part of my body you liked most’. I told your tits and ass’. She asked me ‘do you want to see my tits?’ and dropped the pallu of her saree.What a beautiful shape! Her tits are not very big but very firm and pointed the nipples are showing up through her blouse. I touched her breast and feel her firm tits. I quickly unhooked her blouse. She lifted her hands to pull up the blouse. I attracted to her armpits. She is having thin hair there. I hold her hands with mine. Oh how I longed for it so much, my cock is rock solid now, not even a sledgehammer could put a dent through my little guy. I leaned over and I kissed her, and surprisingly she kissed back. I felt her tongue in my mouth and I was sucking and licking her tongue with my own. Our tongues intertwined and were groping each other in our mouths. She was licking my tongue furiously with hers, and I was sucking right back. It was pure lust; I loved how the animal within me was being released. As a few. I love it there.”“The grotto?” Iliasa scrunched up her face. Her white hair ruffled in the breeze. She wore it short, a bob that didn’t quite reach her shoulders. “That’s so far.”“But soooo refreshing.” I nudged her with my shoulder. “Don’t you want to go there and just soak for a while?”“Soak?” Pyrriah asked. She just happened to overhear us. “Where at?”“The grotto,” I said.“Excellent!” she said, grabbing Iliasa’s wrists and pulling our sister to her feet. “Let’s go. I could use a soak.”“I.