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Then she removed the saree pallu from her shoulders and squeezed it too, draining all the water from it. As she pissed, she once again experienced a throbbing in her loins. This time the throbbing relaxed only the pee pressure but retained the other pressure – the pressure of her accumulated horniness. The entire morning she was fondled, squeezed and dunked into water and also experienced the exhibitionistic thrill of being on display during the little games. The whole series of events where she was treated as a pure lust object, but under the overall garb of dignity gave her a licentious thrill. The two robust fucks given by Salman did gratify her senses but not fully. The sex was hurried, though thrilling. Moreover she got horny all over again during the skips where she felt fifty pairs of eyes simply boring into her luscious form. She did consider stopping when her pallu had dropped, but in a wicked burst of horniness, she had continued. The dozens of hands that had felt her wet body up at the water tank only served to stimulate her desires higher and higher and she was fighting a valiant battle not to let her arousal show. Doing all this in front of her son Deen did bother her for a minute but she was sure that he would understand it was all part of the celebrations. Her peeing moments were also moments of sexual introspection and as the last few drops of pee dripped out of her juicy pussy, she felt decidedly horny and awakened. In a bid to rise and flush the toilet, she attempted to put her pallu back on her creamy, sleeveless shoulders, when Sam’s sudden entry with the dryer made her drop the saree in her hand out of surprise. She lay seated on the toilet seat, saree spread around her thighs, toilet seat and reaching the floor. Her chest was uncovered by the saree and Sam stared at her beautiful breasts through the damp, thin blouse. They were swaying all over the place in near total exposure all morning and even her hardened nipples were titillatingly exposed to the world. But now in the silence of his bathroom, with two blouse buttons off, their generous cleavage made a mouth watering sight, as did Manya’s awkward pose on the toilet seat in an even more awkward condition of having pissed and not blowjob flushed the toilet. She couldn’t rise now, since Sam had already entered the bath and it would look embarrassing. She waited for Sam to understand her predicament and perhaps leave. She also noted the curious look in his eyes and followed their gaze Brunette to look at her own chest and boobs. She gasped when she saw that her nipples had hardened and were poking right out of her blouse. The whole area from Natural tits below her breasts down to six inches beneath her navel was fully open, with the smooth, fleshy curves riding forming a gentle fold around her waist. The fold was very arousing and Sam’s artistic mind visualized a picture of how beautifully that waist could be photographed in various flimsy costumes. “I’m sorry Mrs. M, I should have knocked”, he stuttered. “I came to help you dry your hair”, he said. “You came to hand me the dryer or to help me dry my hair”, smiled Manya at his confusion, forgetting that she had not adjusted her saree pallu. “Well whatever you say Mrs. M, “said Sam, surprised at his own boldness and struggling to control his erection. Manya looked so delectable and sexy on the toilet seat and the delicacy of the situation added to the lustiness. Manya looked cursorily at his crotch and smacked her lips. She also liked boys who fumbled sometimes. They looked cute. Here Sam was not only cute but the look of pure adulation in his eyes was touching. She understood the effect she was having on Big Boobs him with her lewd posture. “You can dry my hair if you feel like it Sam,” she said much to his amazement. Sam took up her offer and went behind Manya, dryer in hand. He activated it and turned the blower towards her jet black hair. Manya made no change either to her sitting posture or her state of dress. She was still sareeless at the top, displaying her full breasts and stiff nipples very generously to Sam, as a reward for his effort. Sam’s dick came into near contact with Manya’s head when he bent and ran the blower, holding her thick hair in his hands in artistic appreciation. The artist in him really rose to the occasion. “I'm going to rub all over your body, Daughter,” Mrs. Armstrong purred as she pulled out the massage oil. As before there were mutterings, laughter and shouts of indignation in equal measure and Tracey was dimly aware of the appraiser pulling her forward again, Every slave that couldn’t work, collect unemployment or other benefits freed up funds for real citizens. She wanted you punished, and it looks like you’re hurting pretty bad.” It was just Katie, Jax, and I. I didn't even care anymore. "Dad . . Big Boobs . At that the satyr grinned and blowjob started to move toward her thigh. This nervous writhe rippled through me as Natural tits we pulled out into traffic. As far as she knew, there was still only one answer. I held things back, didn’t show the whole picture but I never looked someone in the face and Brunette said one thing then did the opposite.” I wanna see how the taste of your flesh compares." She got on one side of the table and the doctor the other and they both put on extra gloves and then picked up ice cubes. Then riding seems to abruptly admit defeat. I clicked that and edited out his cigarette need.