The men would just wrap the dhoti in their lower part and became bare chested.I was curious what kind of worship it would be.My grandfather and father... had big bellies and lot of hair on chest where my brother was slim and no hair.They would keep moustaches whereas my grandma was a little saggy but beautiful my mom maintained a perfect Indian figure with 36-32-40 size.I was wearing white bra and panty that day as my mother had ordered.There were two beds I didn’t know what they were for.So in. What does she want? (You knew she had a crush on you but she was only 18 now and your 23)Hello?Hey is Brian home?This is!Oh it's Ashley, I was wondering if you weren't doing anything if you wanted to come over and watch a movie?(You think to yourself ah why not) Sure I'll be over in a few.Hey Brian, could you bring over some beer for us my parents aren't home and we don't have any here.Okay.You grab your coat and head for the gas station to get some beer. You buy a 12 pack of your favorite. I felt weird though, and like I had to say something.“Uh, thanks again for that.” I said to her as we walked. “I don’t really know what to say but knowing this side of you is interesting. Like, in a good way.”“It’s okay,” she said, smiling at me. “I think I understand what you mean.” She reached out to my hand and grabbed it, holding it as we walked.“…What are you doing?” I asked her weirdly as I noted she had my hand in hers.“What’s wrong?” She asked me, her smile slowly disappearing.“Well,. It hurt a bit, but I didn't mind the persuasion. I met his thrusts as best I could in anticipation of my second taste of orgasm when I felt my spent cock massaged again, but this time with my own slimy semen. I was growing hard again. The one cock pounded the back of my throat as lubricated hands reached down past my scrotum and settled over my anus. Fuck. I began moaning like a square-rigger on the high seas as a cum-lubed finger disappeared deep into my bowel. I lifted my leg in hopes of even.