He now held her head roughly and, with his other hand, pulled Ammi close to his lap. Now Ammi sat in his lap facing him.He was rubbing his tongue wher...ver he could. Ammi was giggling. Now he casually cupped Ammi’s breasts over her kameez and gave a hard press. Ammi made a wincing face. He now took her hand over his lungi and placed it over his manhood. Ammi was massaging it well.Now he held Ammi’s kameez from the sides and began pulling it upwards. She lifted her hands. Soon she was in her. “You’re not wearing a brassier.” I blurted stupidly.“Haven’t you heard, all the patriotic rubber has been turned into rafts and tires” she laughed, delightedly, I guess at the stupefying effect her bosom had on me. That should have been my first clue. I grasped her by the waist and lifted her up onto the edge of the door.“Eeek!” she screamed and giggledMy mouth dropped to her chest, seeking the nipple that called to me in a voice only I could hear; a voice that said in a very sultry Mae West. More

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