Then came Saturday. Mala after having a good nights rest got up, showered and without drying her hair came to the kitchen. She was mildly surprised to see her son brewing coffee. Its rich aroma was so enticing that Mala eagerly took a cup. On handing over japanese the coffee, Ravi felt her damp hair and suggested she let him blow dry them. Mala readily accepted. Ravi went to his room and came back with a set fetish of combs and a dryer. Meanwhile Mala had settled on a stool facing the mirror. Putting aside the combs Ravi came behind her and holding her damp hair, he spread them out evenly. He combed till he drained the water from her hair. The water from her tresses seeped on to her back, soaking her blouse and making it wet and transparent. Ravi had a clear view of her back. Ravi got excited when he looked at the naked contours of her shoulder blade and her back and to add up to it, he saw that she was not wearing a bra. Ravi wanted to peep in front of her blouse. He was trying to look for an opening. He continued combing Mala's hair and amateur then turning on the dryer, he started to blow dry her hair. He then very efficiently set her hair in various styles but was not satisfied with his work. Ravi then asked Mala to hold the locks of hair in her hand. He then started scrutinizing her from all sides and when his eyes fell upon her exposed armpits, he smiled for himself. Mala's armpits needed his immediate attention and without soliciting her permission, he squeezed a tube of hair remover and applied leisurely on her armpits. Mala had not expected this but she did not object. She loved his massage and felt a warm sensation build up inside her body. She folded her hands above her head giving him more access. This had an adverse effect on him. As Mala lifted her arms, the sari covering her bosom slid exposing her bosom to Ravi's gaze. Ravi's eyes popped out. He was so much engrossed in staring at them that for a moment he forgot Mala was looking at him gazing. Mala was not in a position to cover her bosom. She could not bring down her hands and seeing Ravi gape at them, said 'what's so engrossing'? Ravi blushed and looked the other way. Ravi then diverted his attention to her armpits. This relaxed Mala and seeing her cool down slid his hands below her armpits and started brushing the underside of her arms. He kept sliding his hands up and down at the asian side of her breasts but he did not touch them. He continued building her up and as Mala started moaning slowly he moved his hand over her bosom and again did not touch them. He let his hands linger above her breasts. Mala saw his hands hovering above her breasts. Though she wanted him to touch them she did not move or give him any leverage. Ravi withdrew his hands Hardcore and on sliding up he deliberately caressed the sides of her breasts. Mala felt the pressure on her breasts. I drifted off to sleep when the other room got quiet. My amateur body tensed up as I began to ejaculate down Ashley’s throat. I simply can’t sanction your investigation.” All of a sudden I open my eyes and I’m opening a gift, it’s a spaceship! It wrapped around her side belly comfortably. Don't make me spread for you in the men's room." That faggot Kevin Williams. My curious lust building, I grabbed the waistband of his briefs and slowly pulled them all the way down fully exposing his asian petite, slender body to my view. The G Spot was swollen to the size of a walnut, a little fluid had leaked from her urethra, partly urine but with so much more, with his left hand fetish japanese he held her down, she was pleading, Hardcore “I’m gonna pee on you, please Ry...” He leaned forward over her back and started kissing her neck. Mine.”