Rupa was one of my long-term fantasy girl for masturbation that lasted almost a decade after college and when we went our separate ways.To describe Ru...pa, she was a typical Maharashtrian girl, from the upper middle-class area of Matunga, in Mumbai. She was amply endowed, (amply is an understatement) with boobs that I had guessed went into the 40s with definitely a D cup or more. We boys used to drool over her boobs, and we played games guessing her statistics. My guess was 40D-32-40 and all this. He was informed that older womenused only either blue or green shadow, always bright red lipstick andblush. Sally also informed Theo that he needed to go to the salon andhave his dreadlocks removed and get a short Afro style."You might consider having it dyed black with lots of gray streaks. Nowthat would complete the look you're going for," Sally said as he walkedto the door.OooThe next year of Theo's life was anything but good. Joshua proved to bevery demanding and condescending. It. She wanted me to grab and squeeze her tits hard and I was happy to accommodate her desires. She was getting more confident as time went on. She had started calling me babe, even around Jenny, and I loved it.“Do you like my tits, huh babe? Are my little titties as nice as the college girls you fuck?” This little girl was young and already good with her dirty talk. I told her that her titties were better than the girls at school because they were a perfect mouthful with dark little nipples. Do you have any money? Of course you do. Shoo!”I shooed.Abigail was the spinning lady.“Red Velvet?” She almost scoffed. “Come stand in the light. Ah ... I see ... over the brown base ... excellent. You have perfect hair, Karen. Twenty five dollars.”“Uh ... and a spinning wheel.”“I only sell Ashford’s. They’re Australian. And a kit. Can you work with your hands? Of course you can ... girls can do anything.”She walked to the back ... I wonder ... couldn’t be ... she walks like a model ... but.