I was told that I was to take more photographs, so I approached the bound man to find his genitals smothered by large black ants; Trevor had sat him o...n an ant heap and he had smothered the man with honey.For some time, we sat watching Joe wriggling and twisting his body to try and avoid the irritation and the sting of the little pests before Trevor relented and released his victim. The ladies then having to spend some time picking the little black terrors from Joes nether regions, to his relief. I held her close, smoothing her hair and letting her cry into my shoulder. We sat like that, on the floor of her bathroom for a few moments, Brother and Sister, exhausted but together. Then, I realized my cock was awake again. In only a second, I had gone from Brother to molester as I realized under her soft, trusting body, I had grown harder than iron, and my hips wanted desperately to press upwards into her. She stood up wobbly, and I couldn’t help but glance at her toned thighs, her little. My nipples were visible through the sheer material.I wasn't sure what to try on next. I put on the stockings, sat on The bench and unrolled each stocking past my knees and up my thighs, enjoying the silky feeling. The lace tops stopped a couple inches below my panties. I put on the suspender belt and slipped on my heels, fastened the ankle straps, and stood in front of the mirror to make sure my stockings were straight. I took it all in...How the bra displayed my breasts, the Y of the thong,. I have been reading erotica for a long time and as such have been bitterly disappointed by the quality of erotica based in India and/or Indians on various sites. Through this story I’m making an attempt to fill this gap. ******************************** India, in the 21st century, is a country at war with itself- a battle fought not so much with guns and violence as with ideas. A closed, highly regulated economy till the early ’90s, the rapid liberalization and globalization that followed, has.