He was wearing underwear.“You may want to put your feet on the floor to help you get a more solid base.” Jim said. I slid my feet onto the floor e...ther side of the bench. Jim was stood at my head so he couldn’t see up my skirt.I managed to push that bar up twice. The second time Jim told me to hold it up. There was a long silence as I strained to hold it up Jim seemed to be miles away, and looking straight ahead, passed me.I looked in that direction and saw the mirrored wall. Shit! Jim must be. But of course appreciatively too, as my firm, full breasts are encased in a pale blue turtleneck sweater. I am the ultimate in femininity, and Conrad knows it. ?We’re now going to prove that you really are a crybaby.??N-no, I didn’t mean you can’t make me cry, I just meant that I don’t complain a lot-you-you don’t have to—?But I smile sunnily at Conrad. ?I’m out to prove my point dear. I suggest you cooperate. I was thinking you might like to masturbate this evening, right??And of course he’ll. He parked his vehicle and as I was about to get down from his car he tells me “Janaki, tumhe to batana bhul gaya, tumhe meri behen hoo bolna aagar koi pooche to(Janaki, I forgot to tell you, you have to introduce yourself as my sister)”, listening to this I was puzzled. But without making a big deal out of it, I agreed to his term. As we went inside the lift, I said in a joking manner “Bhaiya, mall ke basement mai to bahot maza aaya(So brother, I just wanted to say the activity in the mall. I quietly suggested that he might want to be more comfortable and undress like he would to go to bed, he stood up and slowly took of his clothes revealing a very fit man, strong shoulders and arms narrow waist and when he took off his pants his large beautiful cock stood out straight and hard, I sat there staring at it feeling the juices in my pussy starting to flow, all he said was I hope you approve, I replied it could not be any better. Mr C sat down patted his bare thigh as I layed across.