The statue also was bare-breasted symbolizing the feeding nature of them and its value.To perform the ritual of cleansing the deity I was asked to squ...rt my breast milk on the deity.Kayan stood in shock as a squeezed my supple boobs to extract milk. I massaged my tits and then my nipples slowly as white thick milk flowed on the deity covering its body.The ritual ended and I came out of the temple towards my cottage.I was swarmed by a gang of villagers who flocked to see and squeeze my fair. 30 min mein hum uske ghar pahunche mosi darwaze par pooja ki thali liye wait kr rhi thi.Mosi: aao beta pehli bar hamare ghar aaye ho, khatir mein koi kami nahi chodenge apkiGarima: jiju ki chinta ap chodiye, inhe to main dekh lungi kyo jiju.Sab hans pade, par maine dekh garima ne phir mere lund ki taraf dekha. Is umar ki ladkiyo ko jab yauwan lagta hai tab wo bahut aatur sex ke prati bahut jigyasu ho jati hai.garima ne bhi apne yauwan mein kadam rakha hi tha.uske baad main nahane chala gaya. "Hailey had her hands on my chest and was gyrating her hips while squeezing me somehow. She felt me come but paused only long enough to lean forward to kiss me before continuing just as before.I stayed hard and Hailey soon found just the right spot to take her to her reward. I was worried Brent might start banging the wall; from where I was the mattress seemed awfully noisy. It must have been just my imagination though as Hailey came, and collapsed onto me, without interruption.We lay together. I was pretty sure it was Kurt's. So, I made up a little speech by a guy named Sammy Wallapoola of the Gay Peoples Survival Alliance and faked an East Indian accent. He lost his cool when he thought I was some telemarketer calling his trac phone but he confirmed he was Kurt Howell."Kim started to laugh, then stopped."Do it for me," she said insistently.I did. It only took a few seconds to get the words out but by them time Kim couldn't contain herself. She was laughing to the point where tears.