LOVEly SEXy NEW YEAR

Uma asked me to convey her
BEST WISHES for a happy LOVEly SEXy NEW YEAR.
While commenting that 2008 was 'not that bad !', Uma hopes 2009 be a more SEXY YEAR. An year that should 'LOVE and make LOVE".

2009, an year of LOVE and SEX !!

She says : The most pleasurable input for a human is SEX. All our sensory systems have a very special characteristic of receiving, processing, and maximising the pleasure of SEX. So, keep open all your senses, with a special consideration of LOVE and SEX.

Look Listen Touch Smell and Taste the world ... Feel the world with LOVE and SEX.

There's SEX in everything in this world. So be SEXy. Present yourself , give SEX and receive SEX .. the ultimate pleasure of life !

Wishing you all a VERY SEXY 2009 !

Hair, not the style

Uma was impressed. But she warned me ! "if you start taking snaps of ladies and girls in the streets... then it may invite problems.. '.
Yeah.. I am aware. But I couldn't resist taking that snap. A lady at a market place. ... So long and thick hair she had ! I was stunned.. so beautiful.. so great... I just snapped.
But my camera phone is not good enough to present you all it's glamor. However, whatever little I have here, please see... appreciate.

Blouse and Rowca : the changing times

Uma is a good garment designer. She makes fashionable garments for girls and ladies. and that's why she gets orders from the neighbors and particularly college girls.
Uma keeps a close eye on the advertisements, they are the basic inspiration for newer ones. Last day, she stitched a ROWCA for herself. She was displaying (like a model !) to some of the neighbor girls (for whom she was making blouses). I think these girls would come back for their new generation Rowcas.
ROWCA is not a new one. But it's very old and traditional. I remember, my grand mother had the rowca. Made of white cotton, like a blouse, front half open, bottom half with long flaps. No bra or bodice inside, only the rowca. The front flaps tied below the boob level, supports the boobs. The nipples are seen over the white cloth. Very exciting.

As Uma pointed out, this fashion, it seems, is coming back. That's why the picture she saw (given above) was special. See the new ROWCA !
And the new generation blouse ! see that above .. it's very sexy ... Uma said she'll make one for herself next day.

Random thoughts on baggies

Uma showed me the above baggie. Being white too, I like the phantom.
But the third one, not a baggie, is but a manchester. I like that too.
Uma asked me then, "what do don't like ? " . I couldn't answer her convincingly !

Paarvathy Omanakuttan

Uma is quite busy these days, as I am. My professional activities ('our', as Uma says !) are mounting, eating away my (no, our !) private life. May be a few days more are needed to get some relief. Pleasures are not being milked these days.. only that of look and touch only.
I spend a lot of time at my office, and Uma stays with me for work, as long as I do. I am very happy, she is quite responsible. She sacrifices her pleasures for my activities, by being part of it. And she does it whole heartedly, and voluntarily. What more should I expect from my .... ?
Why did I stop ? I am not able to fill the blank in the above line. I keep on asking me .. Who is Uma to me ? It's difficult for mr to put a single word. FRIEND ? not just a friend. May be I can just say "partner", if that word doesn't mean wife. Oh no... my intention of this post is not to give you all these discourses... but to convey a message from Uma.

Look, who is here ! ... Paarvathy ... our Paarvathy .... She is the most beautiful girl in this world ... not alone in India .. (though she just missed that title... it doesn't matter atall to us ). Oh .. Paarvatheeee .... we love you dear !


























Uma asked me to convey her appreciation and good wishes to Paarvathy. So I am. And my special 'Congratulations... and sweet kisses ... to you Paarvathy '..

Let me also tell you about a discussion I had with Uma (no... Uma had with me..) regarding Paarvathy. Uma asked me (something like a survey questionnaire ! ) a set of questions on Parvathy.
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Do you like this of Parvathy ?
How do you like the other of Parvathy ?
How about that shape ?
How about the smile ?
and so on ...
For most of the questions, my critical answers were highly positive. But on a couple of points.... I had to negate. To cite an example, about the boob profile .. ! I had to negate , or you see for yourself and comment. { May be its a coincidence.. that I had shown you the best profile of a boob. See the last post. }

The best

Uma certified this as original. I did attest it as the best !

Baggy and white

Uma likes that weekly now. She says, the stories in it are boring, but the pictures are worth watching. It's very interesting to watch them. They truely represent he modern (as the stories treat the ultra modern !). See he one below.





































Whites are great, as I told you last time. This white baggy is very interesting (though not very transparent ).
baggy

Transparency

Uma likes white. She has a number of white churidaars, blouses, and Tshirts. Either full white or off-white (may be a light cream.. like sandal.. colour). She likes the partial transparency (transluscent !) of her garments. She knows well that I'd appreciate this too. That's how, her white dress is a sign of her temper. If she 's in white, she's a bit hot !
My love for white is decades old. My school days.. I remember... , the high school uniform was khakhi knickers and white shirts for us boys. And for girls, it's green paavaada and white long blouse. The white blouse, in fact has been so revealing. They used to have pettycoats under the blouse, and most of them didn't have any bra. Some had the olden bodice (with a tie and knot in the front). A bit tight blouse would make movements in my konakam. (Those days, I had konakam under my kickers ! My friends, who don't wear them, use to pull the tail !! and make fun of me !! ). Infact it was very difficult to manage the konakam, those days. The trick of locking the rear knot was learned only later.
Girls too had a serious problem those days. Some of them were wearing a thaar, under the paavaadas (they invariably had a second paavaada inside the green outer one). The thaar would get loose and sometimes get undone ... it's a problem for them. That's why many of them go to the thatched shed urinal (mostly to piss) and redo their thaar.

And the problem of thaar is non-existant now, as most of them don't have a thaar. They all have the english panties only. And those of them having the thaar, have the skill to keep it locked, and won't get untied.
These days, I am sure, most of the girls like the transparency. They enjoy to reveal ! That's evident from the two pics above.

Boobs : with or without bra ?

Uma's choice. The figures below, from the net, are (it seems) of two celebreties. Whoever they are, is not the issue here.
The first one is so kicking that Uma says she is thrilled at the very looks ! Yesterday, she's wearing a bulbous (daisy dee) black bra and a white pettycoat (like the one you see here). She wanted me to handle her boobs. She says it gives more kick than wearing a usual bra. wow.. that's true for me too. Caress the boobs... without removing the bra and pettycoat... over it .. pulling the strips ... is so kicking.. Try it !



















The second one is more sexier.. It's without a bra ! I've seen this kind of 'blouse only' boobs a few years back (late seventies !). These days, girls wear a bra, even if they are absolutely flat (manchester !). That's exactly the case with Ionia. I told you about Ionia .. isn't it ?














But this is not Ionia. But look at them and kick start yourself. But, my doubt is , is it better with or without bra ?
Uma agreed she'll answer to me tonight.

Sizes matter

Uma is not at all concerned as I am. I try to tell Uma that the size of these girls are not as it used to be a few years back. The new generation is bigger in size !
Look at the snaps. The first, a 11th student, is Uma's student. The second one, another student of Uma, is 10th standard. When I show my surprise over the size issues, Uma laughs it off. "Maamma.. you are too old to think too young ...". May be , she's right !

Fluttering thaarmundu .. bye..bye..

Uma couldn't resist laughing. She is laughing at me, right from last night, and even today morning... she laughs whenever she sees me. This shame is on a wrong interpretation. Usually, I make right interpolations and fantacise. But this time it was a total flop ! And that makes her laugh.

Yesterday, my friend called me over the phone, at about 9.00pm. He owns my neighboring house, where the gumastha is living now. You know why he called me? He wants another tenant !
He talked to me on a lot, and finally asked me to get him a good tenant for his house.

"Hey.. that lady's there na ?... "I asked.
"Yes... but she is leaving Trivandrum... going back to her place.." he said.
"When's she going ?" I probed further. "In a week's time " said the man.

I was shocked. Not because she is going.. but the message from her thaar mundu is different.
Last day, I said the thaar mundu was relaxing the stresses it was suffering the previous day, and it's relaxing... and it's waving at me.. smiling.. and fluttering. I felt as if it was inviting me.. that's why I was about to jump on to that terrace !

But, now I know, for sure, what the thaar mundu told me. Smiling ofcourse.. and waving .... it said .."bye...bye... see you ...".
I am disappointed.. how can I see her thaar mundu now ? It's the most scarce item in Trivandum. {Ofcourse, I have my own one here.. that apart !}

I am seriously thinking of a way to get one from her. But, there's only two ways. Either I breakin to her house, and steal a thaarmundu (may be morning hours are better... I may get one she had put for washing.. straight from her sacred corners..) Or I'll straight ask her to give me one !.
I'll thinkover tonight.. and discuss with Uma, if she won't laugh at me.

In the worst case, I'll put my konakam on the terrace, for her to see, and say bye..bye.. in return.

Thaar : smiling and inviting

Uma likes to listen my talk. Talking on anything that comes to my mind, with creative and artistic icing. When someone listens you, you keep talking . That's what happened today morning too.
Today morning, I didn't go for my usual morning walk. I woke up a bit late. Last night, Kuzhaloothukaaran was very active, and he kept me dosing even today morning (Hey..don't call it hangover !). However, I woke up at around 7 AM. After the basic routines, and a cup of tea Remani gave, I decided to take a walk on the terrace (roof).
The morning was quite bright, but a bit chill. Enjoying the weather, I walked for over 40 minutes. During the walk, my eyes were scanning (like a Radar, round and round, and round !) all around my home. The city, as you know, gives not much of variety to see from your roof top. What I could see is all roof terraces. And all terraces, invariably, have cloth lines. Thus, I decided to analyse what's happening in these houses.
The spinster, had already put her maxie, bra, panties, and a kerchief on their clothline. So, she did not have a paavada last night (may be convienient for solo actions). The 'gumastha', who was trying to graduate to panties (from the thaar) came on the terrace after 8 am. She spread a few pieces, mostly her son's dress. The interested elements were a blouse, a bra, and a thaar mundu. Then what could have she been wearing last night ? I could n't convince myself. But, the main point is that she has not really graduated to panties. She still keeps her thaar. Good, keep it up, madam....
Just before my leaving the terrace, I had a scan all around. Everything's fine, good weather, and still. The only thing moving I could see is the thaar mundu.This was slowly fluttering like a flag, slow, silent and smooth. I felt the thaarmundu smiling at me, waving it's hands, and inviting me. I thought of jumping over to the next terrace to embrace the thaar mundu. But I didn't.

I was wondering, when all the nature is still and motionless, why the thaar mundu alone is fluttering and smiling. Must be at me... that's why I said it was inviting !
I went down to the dining, Uma was busy with Remani in the kitchen. Hearing me at the dining, Uma came in, and her raised eye brows asked me 'anything ?'. I showed my hands for her to sit beside me. She sat. I explained her, about the behaviour of the thaar mundu. At the end , I asked her "why is that this thaar mundu is behaving so ?". With a pause, Uma told me "Maamma, you tell me why ?". And I gave her an explanation to this interesting fact.

The thaar mundu has been so stressed - pulled tight- all over the day. After a bath, it's taking a rest. Without the pull and tightness, the thaar mundu feels relaxed. It relaxes it's muscles by stretching out the muscles; that's the slow fluttering. The thaar mundu is so friendly with me, it's inviting me to join him, for the next wearing opportunity.

Wineglasses and Wine from Y

Uma laughed all the way ... (to the kitchen). And again.. and again..
Last day I saw a set of wine glasses. And I did show them to Uma. I'll show you, those beautiful colorful ones. But you too would have seen them, and may be, you had tasted wine from it !
I am in the habit of tasting (drinking) wine from such glasses. I love that !

As you know, the best products are the natural ones. Here too, the best ones I show you, are natural. The nature had designed them in the right shape colour and utility. It cant be better than that. This is all the more better and natural because, wine comes into this naturally. You don't have to pour any wine into these. It's too tasty to drink.. you get heavenly pleasures !
Would you like to convince yourself ? Please try one at the immediate occassion.





















































See the "Y" shaped wine glasses above. This is all that I told Uma last day evening. And she started laughing ... all the way ... late in the evening .. into my bedroom .. for me to taste her wine .. and for the heavenly pleasures.

Sporting colourful

Uma pointed out that I had already posted some sports pictures (ofcourse sportive, they are ).
But just three more ... so sportive for you to watch.

Huge, BB, size 38D

Uma is very sharp in spotting unique or odd ones. That's true for almost everything she does.
She spotted the picture below, which appeared in one of the BOOBs site. It's so natural, no magics done, and its certainly original. And that's why she noted, and then shown me.

I wish she (this she below !) is here with me now. OR I'm there with her. It's fantastic.. beautiful.. and must be juicy too !




















I pary for all of you to get such juicy ones.

Acting posing

Uma cautioned me. She told me not to put any pictures from the net. Watch them and throw. Or, may be you use them as igniters for your acts, or for spending some time watching the nature's blessings and pleasures.
But the picture below kicked me. So, I thought I share it with you. That's why this post.
But the real point is not that. Yesterday night, on seeing this and liking it, I asked Uma to pose and act like this. Yeah.. she did it. She sat in front of me , right in this pose. She winked at me biting her lips. That made her lips bitten (by me) later in the night.
Uma has a good collection and stock of 'kuppivala' (bangles). She, infact bought a dozen of black bangles, yesterday. Four of them were broken last night. I'll show the bangles later .

Contours

Uma's answer to my doubts is very sharp. When I asked her about how the above girls manage their boob profile, Uma replied ; "Daisy dee". That's all.

Spinster next door

Uma, these days, discourage me from looking at my neighbor houses. Afterall, she is a simple lady. Though with modern outlook, she still has her basic feminine instincts. She expresses them at times. She doesn't like me to probe my neighbors !
That's why I didn't show Uma what I snapped. However, I must show you the snap. It's nothing new or hot. But it's a powerful initiator for me.















I told you last day about the spinster, my neighbor. She usually packs all her assets in minimum of three layers. And now , she has put a pair of her innermost layer on the cloth line. Both the panties and bra are new.

Fetish on feet

Uma gets more orders these days. That's why she is quite busy in the evening and night. In fact, she didn't join me last day, for the 8PM celebration, inspite of my repeated invitation. She was busy making churidaars. "Maamma, .. you told me about the pride .. of making some money ... by own skills ... I'll make a bit this week.. ". This is what she responded with, when I called her.
Yeah.. I felt proud of her. She ignores momentous pleasures for a more productive activity.

But what I want to reveal now is not about her greatness. But about my love for the feet (of beautiful girls !). Someone may call it 'fetish' !. But the fact remains.. I love looking at the feet ... with a chain.. (paadasaram പാദസരം ).. and would love to lick them ... if an opportunity comes !
Today morning one of Uma's client girls came to collect her churidaar. She came on her scooter. I was at the verandah. When she was about to go, I happened to see her legs. See... dear friends, how beautiful .. the feet looks ... with a golden paadasaram. I could not lift my eyes , until the scooter left our courtyard.

Ionia, the thread girl

Uma was unhappy when Ionia returned. Oh... I didn't tell you about Ionia. Follow me please ...




















Did you see ? Here goes Ionia, the thread girl ! Thread girl ? Yes she is like a thread, so lean and flexible. That's the word Uma used to describe Ionia.
When Ionia came to us first, about a month ago, she was very serious with all of us. Afterall, she was a stranger to us. But when she came in last Sunday, she was more friendly. Naturally, after a few meetings, we became closer. Infact, she became our 'in' girl very quickly. With her reserved expressions and unreserved behaviour, Ionia is now our girl. And by this Sunday visit, she did become an 'inner' one with Uma and me.

I hope you remeber my office girl Rini. The girl presenting me the kerchief... with her honey on it ... almost everyday ? She is getting married to one at Hyderabad. So, she's leaving us shortly. And that's why she is no more in my office. But she did a smart game. She, on the day of her leaving, came to me and chatted for over an hour. She requested me to put her relative girl- Ionia - in her place. I didnot make any commitment.
Sometime next week, Ionia came to my office. It was in an afternoon. Ionia came to my cabin, stood for sometime. Inspite of me asking her to take a seat, Ionia didnot. She looked very serious, and didnot have any trace of a smile on her face. Whatever I asked, she replied in alow tone. After a short chat ( an interview ? ) I asked her to come down on another day, with her resume. She left immediately. Later, I came to undrstand that Uma was watching this girl, and the interview.
The next day morning, while I was very busy in my work, Ionia came to meet me again. She straightaway geve me a sealed cover. Surprised, I opened the cover, and saw her biodata and a covering letter. Attached to that was a piece of paper, with the script "kerchief ready'. I got it. it's written by Rini. I could not make out exactly what she meant. Is it that Rini is making a fun quoting the kerchief? Or, is it that this girl is ready with her kerchief ... to me ? I tookout that slip and put in my pocket. I just passed on the biodata and covering letter to Uma through Ionia herself. She went out and gave the papers to Uma. Later she was sent back with the instructio to get in touch after a day or two.
Ionia, smartly, came in after a day. I was not sure as to put the girl in or reject. But while I was trying to figure out a decision, Uma plunged in and told me "Maamma, this girl looks good at her work.. she knows all that we need .. Wordprocessing and records keeping. With the 'kerchief ready' slip still in pocket, I dared to tell Uma "OK, if you wish so".
That's howthis girl, Ionia, became an office assistant with me.

She joined on Monday, 1 Dec. Uma was instructed to give her a week's office familiarisation. And she was thus in.
On that day evening, at about 5.20 pm, Ionia came into my cabin (she made sure that I am alone). Standing close to me, she picked up a folded kerchief (from nowhere, I didn't notice) and stretched out to me. "Sir... kerchief... " she said. I was shocked.. but suddenly I got all the game. In a flash, it came to my mind that Ionia is no simple girl, she'll do anything for me in return for what I gave her.. her job. I looked around.. no one is closeby.. I asked her to sit across. "No.. sir ... " she said. With a smile, I asked her "kerchief ? only that ? Who did tell you to give me this ? ". I knew the answer. "Rini chechy... " and she stammered. I felt, Ionia was a bit embarrassed. I decided to relieve her. "... but I want something different .." I said. "tell me sir... " she replied. My sportive tone didn't make Ionia any. I spread out my hands for the kerchief, and she gave me. "let me see... i'll tell you tomorrow.. "I said. And, she went out.

Ionia is thin and lean, balck, skinny girl. Her looks are not that attractive. A dull textured skin.. front load is minmal, back load is fair. She is the younger one of two daughters of a very poor parents. She wanted a job and that's why she desperately tries all prompts. I can understand.

In the office, Ionia became close to Uma, and Uma likes her much. Ionia is smart at work. She continued to gift me a kerchief every evening, before she leaves. Last Friday, in the evening, when she came to me, I asked her about Rini. With a smile (first time ??) she told me about Rini. I invited her to our home. She volunteered to suggest me to make it on Sunday morning, as she can come to me pretending going to church. OK , I said.
And that's how Ionia was with us on last Sunday. Uma too did enjoy her presence and deeds. I shall tell you more on that Sunday experience later.

Blouse

Uma makes good designs. She stiches cloths for the local ladies and girls. Today morning, she just gave a blouse made by her, to the next door girl. Uma took some snaps , when she fitted the blouse for the girl. See the strip. Good looking... na ?

Contours

Uma keeps firing me for not keeping up the schedules. She's right. But, I am determined to go slow. This is what she gets irritated, and she can't tolerate that. That's why she keeps firing me.
I am not referring to the slow speed actions in the bed. She loves that. This is about my posting schedules here.
Infact, Uma today morning showed me a good stuff. The very look resembled that of Anju, the bulbous girl. Remember, Anju looks bulbous.. her boobs are so, with her Tshirt and Daisydee inside. It's again, her butts are bulbous, with her jeans and nothing to pad up. The similarity in this looks made Uma to screw me up. Yeah.. she's right.
Look at the pictures here. I have a light kick, just at the very sight. But the butts and boobs are not matching ! ?

Spinster's pack

Uma, in fact, gave me a warning. She said "be honest and punctual, to all those reading you."
But I kept mum about that. I know, while I am true with the first, am false with the second.
I told her that I'll narrate all that happened last week. But she reminded me that I must reveal my neighbor lady. I am talkig about another neighbor.
This neighbor, about whom I am revealing, is employed somewhere at Cochi. She's here every weekend.
This lady is 30/35, and unmarried. Medium built, she looks just an average. She wears churidaar. The interesting point is that she wears a 'pettycoat' inside ! A thick stuff. Usually, girls do that.. not a senior lady like this one. However, she packs her stuff well.. and kills the looks ! Poor lady !

Getting modern ? The thaar to panties way !

Uma reminded me many times, over the last few days. But, I admit, it's my problem. I could not talk to you, for want of time ( the silliest and easiest reason I can quote !). However, believe me, I was tied up ... ! Moreover, my Computer went bad .. and it was out until the technician came and repaired that.. a silly problem ofcourse.
Now that I am free from such issues, I decided to get back to you... with more news and revelations.
Before I reveal all that happened during the last fortnight, let me show you something that's very important, informative and interesting.
First, it's about my neighbor lady. The lady with the thaar; I hope yopu remember. It looks, she is not wearing a thaar these days.. she wears panties ! Oh god, what a change this lady is making. I wonder why ?
She must have had something bad with it in the office (she is now in this CITY ! , not there in the 'country place' ! ) May be that .. She has changed to panties. I have the proof here. She had thaar on the 19th last. But by 26th, she is with panties ! new panties.. the snaps tells all that. She never had a panties earlier ! Now, look ! what a change.

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I wish I talk to her immediately.. to get her reverted to the classical style. I am sure you all will agree with me that, this 6x3' piece of cotton cloth is much more powerful and beautiful than this silly piece of knitted cloth.

Vrischikam 1 : വൃശ്ചികം ൧

Uma was very particular that we must go to the temple right in the early morning, today. Today is Vrischikam 1, and Sabarimala pilgrimage season starts. That's why she got up today early morning by about 4.30 am. By about 5.30am, she finished her morning routines, bath and prayers - with nilavilakku lit. She came to me by about 5.40am, with a cup of black coffee. I was awake and was brushing, by that time. By routine, I wake up at 5.30 am everyday. With a sweet smile, she looked very magnetic to me, that too in her settumundu. She reminded me - "Maammaa ... shall we go by 6 - 6.15 ? " . I said "Ok". She went down.
I continued my routines, and by 6.15, I was ready to go. I went down, and to the front yard. I took my scooter, and waited for Uma.
After a few minutes, Uma came . Wow.. Oh.. God... what a look... she looked like a college beauty .. She was in a paavaada and half saree.
The paavaada was of cream colour, with red and silver lining at the bottom. The half saree was of matching colour and similar border. The blouse was bright red, not very thick in texture.
I looked at her, my eyes roamed all over her. Realising that, Uma just turned round.. for me to see her well all round ! Inside her red blouse, she had a white bra... one with a wide arm strap. The 32C was up and straight conical. wow.. what a projection... the half saree was flowing up her booms and then flowing down on to her belly.. majestic look... arousing...
I looked at her legs.. and ankle. She slightly lifted her paavada.. her paadasaram was garlanding her feet .. and the bottom edge of her inner paavaada was seen. that's she had a white paavaada inside the cream outer one. And inside ? I gestured at her. She said "the usual temple model". That means it's a tight thaar. I just counted.. two paavaadas, thaar, blouse, half saree, bra.. . in all Six pieces ! 'Six piece suit !'
Her blouse was well stiched and fitting, as if it's just pasted over her body.. no wrinkles or misfit. Her neck back side was a bit wider than her usual ones.. but her hair - spread out over the back- just matched the open neck back.
"Maammaaa... shall we go ?" she called me loud to bring me back to my senses. I laughed , gestured as to the look is great, and we moved on.

Back at home in about an hour, Remani was at home by this time. Uma went straight to the kitchen. I could hear Remani's comment on Uma ... 'എന്താ പിള്ളാരെ പോലെ .. നന്നായിട്ടുണ്ട് .'

They continued their chat... while doing their kitchen chores. I got a cup of tea, and I went on with the newspaper.
Just before my leaving office, Uma came in to me. With the same gorgeous attire she had in the morning. With a warm embrace and a deep kiss, I conveyed her my appreciation of her. She thanked me with a return kiss and naughty pinches at sensitive locations.

Colourful thaars

Uma had it saffron yesterday. My neighbor lady had it white ( ? off-white !) . For the first fact, I can't show you a proof; just believe me. But for the second, here is the proof.

















Today, early morning, at about 7 am, my neighbor lady came on their roof-top. She had her bath, and in a new settumundu, she was putting her cloths on the cloth lines on the terrace. She had a full set of dress on the cloth line. Oh.. no... except her bra.
Just look at the above picture. You can see the settumundu (pair), a blouse, a paavaada, thaar mundu, and a kerchief. But no bra.
Now, you could easily intrapolate how she was in the last evening and night. She had all the traditional malayali dress, plus the paavaada and minus the bra. What more do I need to get my eighth sense awakened ?
But all the peak of my kicks were from saffron yesterday. Uma had her thaar with the new saffron coloured thaar mundu. I told you last day, she brought two coloured thaar mundus from Vaikom. It was the saffron's turn yesterday. And it was really 'kicking' !

Black thaar and Sunday charms

Uma, I told you, reached in the morning hours. On reaching home, she rang me up. As I had a tight work, I could not leave the office until about 5.30 pm. In the meantime, at about 4 pm, Uma rang me again. She said "Maammaa.. your liquid gold is ... its empty... ". Oh, she is smart. She had the foresight to see the needs for the evening .. and she is preparing for it .. that's too good. I said "OK...we'll do something".
Pai was happy to make a trip to BEVCO at Statue junction. He bought two halves (not one full) of Greeb Label. I returned home at about 6 pm. Remani was about to go home. Uma was waiting for me. Straight to the dining table, I was served with a strong and hot tea. And ther was a number of snacks on display on the table. Chips (fresh banana chips in coconut oil), murukku, unniappam,... and many more. "Kunjamma made all these at home... for you ... " Uma said.
"Aahhaa... that's nice.. " and I looked her. She smiled.
Remani was about to leave, and she came in and said "Uma brought all these things.. and see... half the things are here.. with me.. Uma wants me to take all these home...".
"Aunty, that's for your children.. you must take them all.." Uma said, looking at me.
"Yes..yes...you take it.. that's very nice.." I joined Uma. Remani left for home. Uma proceeded to light up the nilavilakku. I went up to my bed room. After a few minutes, I heard Uma reciting keerthanams.
" Anjana sreedhara charumoorthe krishna... .. "


At about 7.30, Uma came to me. I already had my bath and was on the net with my laptop. She placed a plate of chips.. and a big bottle of cold soda .. on the table. She was wearing a settu mudu with black blouse. The settu mundu had a wide black border. Without saying anything, she started rearranging my cloths, which I had put on the wall hanger and stand carelessly. She was murmering, but loud enough for me, and was busy in her job. I scanned her well. she looked very beautiful. The red girl (or lady, as I used to tell you) looked very shining and beautiful with her settumudu and the black borders. Her blouse was fairly thin. However, I could not see the trace of a bra inside. I looked sharp. Oh.. she has one inside.. but that too is black. that's why the bra was not showing off. But the tight countouring did show on her flesh. My eyes flung down on to the mundu and down to her knees and foot. What's she got inside. i could not make out. Anyway, there's no pavaada. Else it would show its bottom lines. My sharp eyes took a few moments to realise that she is probably free inside.
Uma completed her task and turned to me. "What happened ? You are so quiet .. what happened.. ?" she asked me. "No.. you tell me what all happened .." I replied, and prompted her for the chat. She started with her return journey news. " In the train... " and went on Uma with narration of her experinces and feels... it just continued. Uma was on the other side of my table and standing.. looking at me. I too was looking.. staring.. at her.. and she contined.
"Lift your neriyathu" I said. Uma was stunned at my surprising response, that too nothing about what she was chatting. "What happened? " Uma sked in a tensed voice.
"Nothing.. I want to see you so.. " I replied. Uma got cool.. she laughe.. and removed her neriyathu. Now she had only the mudu and blouse. She turned to put the neriyathu on the stand. Now I coud see her butts.. yeah.. ther's something inside.. but no paavaada. I could now see trace of a thaar inside. But unusually, it was not at all clear. Oh... I got it.. she has a black thaar mundu, which she said she bought it at Vaikom.

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Back with warmth

Uma is back. She returned from Vaikom yesterday morning. She reached here by 11 am. I was a bit busy (unusual for a holiday !) with some office tasks, and so I could not pick her from the Railway Station. Pai did it, and was brought home. I could meet Uma only in the evening. But before sharing the warmth of my meeting with Uma, I must share my hot encounter with Anju, on Friday evening.
I was at home in the evening (on Fri). Remani made some tasty paayasam, and so I was enjoying it with her. At about 6.15 pm, before Remani's departure home (she would move out after lighting the nilavilakku), we were at the dining table with the paayasam. We had the usual mix of domestic topics for the chat. Remani wanted some money for her son, and I did not have any cash with me. I gave her my ATM card ( I have an SBI account, where I keep some money , so that I can depute someone in case I need to take some cash) and asked her to draw the money herself, while returning. Remani, Pai, and Uma are all used to this. Ofcourse, they all do it very honest.
Remani kept the card safe, and returned to me, when the gate bell rang. Remani looked outside and said ".. that ball-like girl.. Anju... ( ആ ഉണ്ട പെണ്ണാണ്‌.. അന്ജു..) ". I was happy... and thrilled.. although I did not express that to Remani. She went to the door, opened and brought Anju to the dining. Remani went in to the kitchen, must be to give a cup of paayasam to Anju.
Anju smiled at me... and asked "When is Uma chechy coming ? " . As usual, I posed a question to her "Won't you come without Uma here?".
"No.. no... it's not so.. I can come anytime.. you know it uncle !.. But I wanted to meet Uma chechy.." she continued.
"What's the matter ? .. confidential ?... " I asked, showing her to sit beside me.
She sat opposite to me on the dining table, and smiled ... a deep smile... "You know our games..' she said , in a low tone.. and looking at the door for Remani.
Anju was in her usual attire, the jeans and a T shirt. Blue jeans and a cream T shirt, was matching well. The Tshirt, ofcourse was a tight fit. I am sure she had a Daisydee Tshirt bra inside. The boobs were bulbous and pushing out. She was wearing a gold pendent on a red string. Good match.
"If you want your game today, you have to do it yourself. Uma's not here now" I said.
"I thought she's reaching today.. that's why I came .." she was clearly lieing.
"But I am here.. I'll help you ... like to have something ? " I asked. She, looking down, smiled .. and then winked at me.
"OK.. Ok... you wait for sometime... let Remani chechi go... " I murmered.
Remani came in with a cup of paayasam and gave to Anju. She said "I'll go home.. after lighting the nilavilakku..". I nodded my head. Remani went out to the hall, and I knew she 's lighting the lamp. Anju was slowly taking the paayasam, and after a few minutes, heard Remani calling me "chettaaaa.....". I woke up and went to the drawing. Remani was ready to go. I nodded, looking at her, and she returned a sweet smile, and walked out to the gate.
"Anjooooo... " I called her and she joined me at the drawing. "Does your mother know that you are here ? " I asked her.
"Must be... she saw me coming out.. both of them were enjoying.. " she said smiling. "Enjoying ?... now ?..." I exclaimed. "Any time is sucking time for her .. and for Appa then it's licking time .. Then what ..." Anju continued. She said that her mom and appa were drinking, right from lunch and were mostly in their bed room. Anju was a silent witness to all their plays... they locked their room. Anju said she peeped in a few times, through the key hole, and they were in action. "I am hot... and I want some company.. that's how I came in..." she continued.
"But what to do now, Uma isn't here naa... ". I stared at her . She was standing beside me, we both looking out to the gate. She looked at me and I went close to her. I stared at her.. her boobs.. butts.. everywhere.. and straight in her eyes... She looked very hot... she was biting her lips.. I said "come..", closed the door, and walked in. She followed me.

We went up, to my bed room. I pulled the Green label, poured one each in two glasses.. filled with cold (not so) water. I sat on the chair, and she sat on the arm. I pulled her into my lap. She sat on my lap , and we both sipped our drinks. With a deep kiss on her lips, my hands went straight into her jeans. I pulled open the zip, and surprise.. she had nothing inside.. straight into her slit.
"I was fingering when I came out. I just pulled up this jeans.. what for a panties..? ' .. she was murmering. She woke up from my lap and then moved on to the table. She straight lied on the table, with her legs folded up. She asked me " uncle... come ... lick mine ..." She was ordering me... I knew she 's good at lead roles.. and she commands.. I obeyed her. I went to her, pulled the chair close to her .. and sitting on the chair, started licking. It was very juicy.. the black pussy was smelling good.. (not so sweet like Uma's.. ). She held my head with her palms and pushed in between her thighs.. on to the pussy..
That continued for a few minutes.. I took breaks to sip my drink.. Anju gulped the glass in full.. demanding for a second. " take it slow my dear.. " I cautioned her... "That's fine uncle.. give me one more.. and she got up. She got down and caught me. She caught hold of my dick.. by this time the fellow was up and vibrant.. She sat on the floor, started sucking my dick. .. for a few more minutes.. My balls were aching.. as she were sucking them too hard..
The game went on for half an hour or so.. and progressed to 69. I was down, with the commanding upper tone of Anju. As with Uma, I always take an obedient role with Anju too. That's fair I think.
The final moments were with a shover... she sprayed all her juices and urine all over my face... Oohh... tasty but ... that's a salty drink !

Black and Saffron

Uma goes unconventional quite often. And she shows that.
Today, after lunch, an hour ago, Uma called me. I was quite busy in my office. {Now, I'm in the office ! } She started asking me a few questions. It looked irrelevant and funny to me. However, the last question was "what's the color of my bottom inner one ?". I knew the answer correctly (as i knew it well). I said "White ... but it's ivory to be precise..". She laughed ... and asked me "What if it's not ?". What a question, I exclaimed. "Nothing... but its abnormal...that's all" I replied. "Then its so... it's abnormal..." Uma said.
"How's that... tell me clearly ... quick... I am busy here" I said.
" I have black now " she said.
I was confused. How come she has a black thaar ? I asked her - "may be an old torn cloth ... don't use such.. you throw off that thaar ... wear a right one...". She got my anxiety, and said "No..no.. it's the right one.. only thing is, its black... I have a saffron one too".
She further explained to me that she bought two thaar mundu from the town. There colour mundus are also available. Black and saffron. She bought one each for her and Padma. She tried the first one -black- today morning. And that's why all this calls !
I wish Uma returns immediately. I am eager to see that black... and then that saffron !

Marriage of mismatches

Uma , for the first time, referring to our relationships, used the word "veli'. { Veli, വേളി, means marriage. Veli also means 'wife'. Among Namboothiris. }. She said "Its Ok, if I am your veli ... " and she continued with her long chat.
Uma is under heavy mental stresses, I understand. That's why I told her not to worry too much. I promised her, that I 'll normalise everything, and asked her to get back at the earliest. Uma agreed with me, and said "I'll ... at my earliest..."

After this chat in the early hours today, I am confused. How to resolve ? I told myself.. don't worry .. I'll settle down everything soon... Let Uma come back... and I'll wait for that. That's why, about an hour back, I called Uma and talked to her. I told her that I am about to talk to Vasu, and ask him him to send you back... the job is waiting afterall !

Conflicts and hard decisions

Uma called me yesterday night. As usual, the chat went on for long. Now, I am a bit concerned over her routine of chatting with me on the phone for so long time. What would Vasu and Padma think about this ? I told Uma not to talk for so long, as this may raise unnecessary feelings, and suspicion in their minds. Uma, had a very spontaneous reply "Maamma.. why are you scared... let come whatever it be.. I dare to talk to you ... and I dare to live with you.. ". She paused for a few moments. I called her 'hello... hello... ' on the phone, as I thought the line is interrupted. "Yes Maamma.. I am determined.." she continued.
I am sure Padma must have smelt it well. Afterall, she had a feel of the situation, while she was here for over a month. But she keeps mum on what she sensed.. may be that it suits her well ! Padma, it seems to me, likes the relationship Uma has with me. Afterall, she is jealous of Uma, and may like her unholy relationship with me. Padma is very shrewd too. She must be thinking (I think so !) that there's nothing unholy about Uma living with me.. and even this relationship would bring in good to Uma.. and to Vasu's family. I thaink this is what Padma must have in her mind. May be, I am wrong. Only time will tell you all.
My assessment of the situation is reinforced by the fact that, Uma is being pulled by her father to be with them. Vasu asked Uma not to get back to my place. Uma refused the demand from her father. But Padma is pushing her to be away from them. That's why she told Vasu that its good for Uma to be here.. she quoted the case of Uma's job. Uma was so high on projecting this in her favour.
This conflict, with the Vasus, is all the proof of their attitudes. Though Vasu (I think) has not smelt anything bad so far, he may do so shortly. But Padma is clever enough to make Vasu undoubted. That's what Padma wants.
I have my own concerns over this issue. How do I normalise this ? I love Uma.. I want her with me for all my life... and Uma being determined to be my life associate, I have a strong position.
But how to clear off the clouds ? I am not too sure right now. But I'll certainly do anything for this.. but I want everything to be soft ... no hard decisions and hardships ! and without hurting anyone. Yeah.. that takes time !

Being away... and yet close by !

Uma is not here now. That's all the reason why I didn't keep you informed with my revelations for the past few days. She'll be back in a day or too, I hope.
On 17th Oct, her father Vasu called me and asked me to send Uma home. I asked him what happened suddenly, for summoning her. He told me that a'boy' is coming home for seeing the 'girl'. The boy , its eems, is interested in her !
I told Uma about the call and the reason for the urgency. She laughed.. and laughed... and told me .. "Maammaa.. your friend is mad... I told him many times that the stage is over... what do you say..".
I could n't answer her. I smiled.. and said "you do whatever way you feel like..I'd love that..".
She didn't respond.. and she was gloomy for the whole day. Next day morning, Uma came to me and said "Maammaa I am going there... I'll not say YES or NO there. But I'll be back soon.. You should call me to come back". I nodded in the affirmative.
Later, I learnt that Remani has been instrumental in taking a decision to go home, for the 'pennukaanal".
Uma left for Vaikom on October 19 Sunday. I put her on the train, and she travelled by Parasuram Express. She reached Ernakulam by 11 AM, and then Vasu picked her up.

Uma calls me everyday, twice atleast. She narrates everything that happens. The latest news today is that the boy's father (and mother is no more) is very much inclined.. but the boy has yet to say a go ahead.


In the meanwhile, yesterday night, she called me. We had a very long chat over the phone. The chat was a bit hot too. It so happened that she referred two sports stars. Both of them are my favourites. That made me look at their pictures. Here are two of them to share with you.












Very hot... must be juicy too !

Opportunities do come back

Uma said “sorry Maamma… I was too worried over Anju… She told me earlier.. she don’t want to get fucked…. I’ve to keep my words.. that’s why Maamma”.

“But tell me… when will Anju come next? “ I asked her impatiently. “Don’t be in a haste Mamma.. she’ll come … even without any invitation… or you wait and see.. she loves me so much… you know why..” Uma tried to convince me.

On last day’s games, both of us were not satisfied. Uma wanted more and I couldn’t play Anju. I couldn’t even taste her honey. That’s why I was a bit rough to Uma. “You sucked all her homey.. you didn’t allow me to do anything… “ I complained again.

Uma came close to me She held me by my shoulders, and looked into my eyes.. She slowly pulled herself up and gave me a deep kiss on my lips. “Kallan… you have your honey pot straight here in your front.. and why are you searching for something far ?” she smilingly asked me. “You have the tastiest of all honies here.. isn’t it Mamma ?... she continued . “Get your honey right now here.. “ pointing the fingers down on to her waist, Uma murmered slowly. She’s trying to calm me down. In fact I was a bit angry over my lost opportunity to fuck Anju. Ok.. I am sure Uma will manage that one day for me. Uma would enjoy that. So, let me wait.

Uma, expecting an answer in deed from me, was holding me and looking at my eyes. I could not resist her look and the looks for long. I slowly pulled her close to me and embraced .. and kissed her lips..eyes.. nose.. and the cheeks. I pushed her on to the table. I made her lie flat on the table, with her butts at the table edge. I opened her mundu.. and then thaar. I pulled open the thaar knot and I threw up the thaar flap(munthani) to her breast. The pussy was open and I could see all her pussy and thighs.. She was in the M posture. The legs were folded, and the feet on the table. Standing opposite to her thighs and pussy, my tongue and lips reached for her pussy.

It was a very tasty experience.. Odour of her thaar made me mad.. I sucked and licked her pussy. Uma was vibrating with pleasure. She held my head pressed down on to her pussy and she tried to lock my head with her thighs.. the game went on for some time.. and the game slowly progressed to 69.

Sexy food

Uma was surprised at my observation. Yesterday in the morning, when Remani was arranging the dining table, I was ready for my breakfast. I was happy to see my "puttu" and plaintains (Rasakadali) on the table.
Remani kept two "chiratta puttu" ( puttu made in the coconut shell, ചിരട്ട പുട്ട് ) in a plate. Must be meant one for me and one for Uma. When I sat to start my breakfast, I was kicked with an idea.. the puttu looks the boobs ! Wow.. how sexy and arousing is this puttu .... quite tempting... I took my mobile phone and took a few snaps. Here is one ... showing the beautiful boobs.... ! Uma just came in ... and saw me snapping. She asked "Maamma...what's so great there ? "
I said "... boobs ... feels like biting ...". And I started biting on one of them. Looking at Uma, I asked her, showing the yellowish plantains, "It's for you.. do you like them... ". She got it .. and said "yes .. in my school days..". I said "I would love to see that ... would you ? ". Uma , smiling, said "ok.. in the evening ... " She took a plantain and peeled off , and put into her mouth. Stroking in to the mouth, holding the lips circular, she showed me and laughed...
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Black beauty and the Lesbian games

Uma was so nice to me yesterday. She gave me a feast herself and served me with an excellent extra meal. The combined meal was a unique experience.

It all started with my casual comment yesterday evening. I returned home early in the afternoon. Uma, however could come out only at 5.30 pm, as usual. She reached home by 6 pm, and Pai immediately left, as he had some domestic urgencies. Remani was at home and was preparing to go home. Thus, immediately after her arrival, Uma was left with me. After the usual bath, she was in the kitchen with a coffee and was preparing for the Nilavilakku. Actually Uma don’t have to do anything of these domestic chores. Remani manages everything in my home so well. Uma need to just keep pace with it.

At about 6.30pm, Uma lit the Nilavilakku and had the usual course of ‘keerthanams’. I went to my room, and just had initiated a dose of spitits. Uma, many times, fired me for doing this at the twilight hours. That’s why I hid my glass in the cupboard.

At about 7.30, Uma came to me. She wanted to have a chat..as usual... and I prompted her for the office grapewine. But I was bored of all those things, and so slowly turned to interesting talks.. On Mary (the office girl) first. Uma told me a surprising news. This is what she told me :

Today during lunch time, Mary came to Uma at the dining table. Mary too sat near her and started eating. Their chat went on well and also on erotic tunes. After the lunch, they went in the bath room(for wash) . After the wash Uma went in the toilet for pissing. Mary followed her, and they went in together. With the embarrassment, Uma was reluctant to piss together. But Mary insisted… and both of them pissed together… and watching mutually. Mary commented.. “who is plucking your cherries Uma ?” She got the message instantly. “Chey.. chey.. no one “ she said. “Hey…. I know.. your pussy is very bulky … someone is playing you well…”. Uma did not respond. Mary continued and said “ .. Ooom.. is it our boss?.. your … Mammen “. However, this was not a shock to her. Afterall… everyone has their common sense. Uma just smiled.Mary didn’t leave her . She came close to Uma and slowly caught her by both her hands.. pulled her and Mary slowly kissed Uma on her lips. She continued her game with rubbing on Uma’s boobs and butts… Uma did get a kick.. and she responded well to Mary’s game. They spent a few minutes in the bath.. with their lesb game. They returned to their seats.. with a hot mind and body.

On hearing this, I asked Uma “do you love lesb?’ “yes..” she said. “ I told you about Kunjamma.” She continued.

“I want to see you doing lesb “ I said. “Right now ? how’s that “ was her reply. I said “Yes.. today itself”. She was smiling and went out (to the drawing). I took it as a joke, and turned to my glass.

As I was sipping my glass, I could hear Uma talking to someone. May be her father or Kunjamma, I thought.

After sometime, Uma came to me, and she had a bottle of cold water. She had changed her dress, and was now with a skirt and pavaada. Immediately on entering my room, she showed me a sign of a peg. I nodded my head and said “ bring..” (a glass ). She pulled out a glass and the ‘Green label’. {Oh…did I not tell you that last day Pai brought a “Green Label” from BEVCO ? and not my usual 8 pm. }

She poured a peg herself, filled it with the cold water and started gulping. “Maamma… do you want to see that today..? “ she put a loud sparking question to me. It clicked me.. and said “how’s that possible?”. Posing ( like an actor) she said “Maammaa… Uma can do many things .. if she wants..”.

“Aahaa… let me see .. what happens today ..” I responded in a fitting challenging mode.

We continued our naughty chat for sometime. Uma told me that she just talked to Anju, living close to us in our colony.Anju has just completed her degree, and is awaiting her job posting. She is the only daughter of a rich couple in our colony. Anju is a regular visitor to Uma (not to me), for her stiching jobs.

“How’that Uma… you have a lesb relation with Anju /” I asked. “Yes..” she said in a slow melodious tone. Then she told me the history of how Uma got Anju as her lesb friend. I never knew this relationship.

I took a dose more.. I asked Uma “that means I can fuck Anju today ?” “No.. No… she don’t like fucking.. she likes to suck and squeeze… Maamma I’ll tell you what to do.. Do only that “ I knew Uma is dictating me.. fine.. I thought. “OK” I said.

By 8.20 pm, Anju came.. and knocked. Uma went to the door and opened.. and came in. They came straight to my room. Uma introduced her to me. Anju had a packet with her. Uma took it and opened the packet. A few pieces of cloth .. for churidaar..

Anju is a lean and short girl. Looks so cute.. Black in complexion.. small but projecting boobs.. projecting butts.. She was wearing a blue jeans, and a kurta type shirt.. white with small blue prints… just down upto the waist. The sleeves were down full to the palm. The jeans fitting tight over her thighs and butts.. Shirt fitting tight over her boobs.. loose over hips. She did not have a petty coat(shimmy) and had only a white bra.. with round boobs….not conical.

Anju was so at ease , she was so friendly to chat with me. I asked her “ do you like to have a drink ?” she said “No.. my father and mother drink everyday…” and contined..”I’ll steal a drink sometimes .. from their stock”.

That gave me the message that she drinks and would like to take it. I said Uma.. “Uma take a glass.. give your friend a nice drink.. “ and I continued to Anju “ don’t worry.. feel at home.. we are enjoying a small .. and you must join us… “ she happily agreed “ ok… maamma… but…”

Uma answered that “ No ifs… buts… Maamma is your host.. you say anything… he’ll do it for you… he is so good and friendly…”. Uma moved close to her and said quietly into Anju’s ears. Anju smiled and looked at me.. then laughed …

Uma gave her a glass full with a peg. Without any hesitation, Anju started sipping. Slowly, the chat became between the girls.. and I was not in their picture.. I was just listening.. and sipping.

Over half an hour went by.. sipping my third peg and the girls did their second. In between, Uma brought a variety of snacks.. and they were enjoying the drink.. and they were sitting closeby.

When the clock struck 9, Uma took the phone and dialed a number. She then spoke “Aunty… Anju is here.. we’re watching a DVD movie .. she’ll be back soon.. I’ll call you”. That was Anju’s mother, and Uma got a positive reply.

“How’s that” Uma asked Anju (and me).

I was on my easy chair all along this time. The girls were sitting next to the table close by.

And then Uma went down (to the kitchen ?). “Like one more ?” I asked Anju. She just smiled. I gestured with my palm.. calling her come close. She woke up and came close to me. I held her hands .. and said “ sit here.. showing my lap”. Without a hesitation, she sat on my lap, sideways. I took her hands.. and gave a kiss on her palms.. She responded that with a smile. She woke up.. and sat on the chair. I too woke up and reached for the glass. She helped me take a drink.. my eyes were roaming all over Anju’s body.. she got it and smiled. She was standing so close to me… when Uma returned . On entering the room, Uma closed the door. She asked me to stand up. I obeyed her. Uma pulled Anju and both came close to me. Uma embraced me and asked Anju too to follow her. Anju did it. She asked me sit on the bed and watch.

Uma caught Anju and they embraced. They started kissing each other. Deep kisses… Uma took the lead to undress Anju. But Anju resisted .. and Uma could unbutton Anju’s shirt and bra. The boobs were out.. The dark boobs were shining.. and pushing up… Anju did a similar act and Uma was with her blouse open.. and there was no bra.. They started squeezing and sucked each other’s boobs.. went for a few minutes. Uma pushed Anju on to the bed… in front of me. She opened Anju’s jeans.. pulled down .. and then her panties.. Uma pulled that too down.. her pussy was out .. with dark hair.. and plump… I was just holding Anju, helping Uma, to undress Anju. Uma sat over the bed and started kissing and licked Anju’s pussy. I slowly started massaging Anju’s boobs .. which were already open.. and Anju ws almost shivering. Uma screwed Anju with her toungue deep into her pussy. Then the act was reversed. Anju was playing over Uma for quite some time.. They were talking something quietly.. and I was massaging them all over during this time.

Then both woke up from the bed and asked me to stand up. I stood up.. and the girls started pushing and pulling me all over. Anju started pulling my dick and she sat on the floor and started licking my rod. Uma too followed her and they licked me all over my waist.. my dick.. my buts.. thighs.. and everywhere.

I pulled Anju up. She came up. I pushed her slowly on to the bed. Uma stopped me and showed a “NO” sign…She don’t want me to fuck Anju.. may be I’ll do that another day..

The game went on for some more time..until the phone rang. Uma jumped up and took the phone.

“Yes auntie.. she’s coming… I’ll come with her… a few iniutes..”. We understood, it was Anju’s mom.

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