Now my cousin at that was twenty one years old. He was good looking and had beautiful green eyes. We began to talk and told me how beautiful and sexy ...I looked. Every time he would place his hand on my knee I would in a shy way pull back. He then told me that if I wanted to be a girl I would have to get use to someone placing their hands on me. He asked if I ever been kiss before and I said no. He then kiss my cheek and every time he kiss me his lips would get closer and closer to my lips until. I have no idea exactly what reaction she’d been expecting from me, but it was clear from the way she suddenly teared up that my actually praising her for her performance had been on the low end of probability as she saw it.And then for me to suggest she was talented enough to work in mainstream... I felt the first few drops land on my shoulder, so moved her into a position where I could catch the tears as they rolled down her cheeks.Not something I’d ever done before, but kissing her tears away. Then the courier boy came. I hugged her and wished her best of luck. In the process of hugging her, I intentionally shifted her saree covering her left boob slightly. My intention was to show her skin slightly to the courier boy.But unfortunately her saree was shifted a bit more in hurry. Her left boob was almost half unprotected.She had not observed that. She went in a hurry to open the door. She had not carefully seen her saree condition. I was looking everything from the bedroom, hiding. Looking into her green eyes, I told her, “Remember, you can’t cum unless I tell you too. And if you do so before hand, then I’ll have to find some other slut to replace you with. The neighbor’s seventeen-year-old daughter has been coming over here to swim and tan out by our pool whenever my wife isn’t home. She’s even started going topless ever since those D size tits of hers filled out over the spring. I bet she would be running over here naked from school if she knew I needed a replacement.