As he got into the truck and pulled the door closed, he was pleasantly surprised to see Charlene’s totally bare legs on either side of the shifting ...ever. Scanning upward, he was shocked to see that the only thing Charlene was wearing under the cover-up he had bought for her, was the skimpy bottom to her bikini. “Holy shit!” he exclaimed, “I am not believing this.”“Keep in mind,” Charlene said, “eye candy, not plaything.”“But I can look though?” Blake questioned.“Oh yeah, you can look, just. It was raining that night, and I was out for joint. There she came in wearing red colored lehenga, with sneakers which were kind of amazing considering the clothes she was wearing and the combination were not matching. She had a marvelous figure, those breasts as if it was untouched and inviting me to have them, the waistline similar to south Indian actress tammanah Bhatia, covering herself for shelter. I asked her if she wanted to get under my umbrella. Which she accepted gleefully, I asked. Boys looked at them and not me. All the boy'sthat wouldn't talk to me no matter how I tried to talk to them weresuddenly around me. They were not interested in me before and only onething had changed so I knew where their interest was. At one point I didn't want any more of this and started to wear sportsbras that bound me up and flattened me as much as possible. If a manwanted to talk to me, I was willing. However, I was going to be certainhe was interested in me and not my bosom. In time I. Bloody fuck, she made my cock hard enough to get me a pain in there.I said: No wonder what makes him go for 4 to 5 hours.She laughed and then said: You are still thinking of the 4 hours? Ok, come on, apply the cream on me now. Where shall I sit?I went too high with her teases and flirted back, saying: Why don’t you sit on my lap, hahaha!Shobha: No, never! That might be dangerous for me right now.Me: Dangerous? Why do you think so?Shobha pointed her eye at my shorts and said: It’s far difficult.