There as a knock on the door.I sitched off the vcr and straightened my pants and went for the door.It was sheela chechi,she was done with her chores.S...he came in and noticed my face and my boner.She knew what I was upto.She asked me why I was so horny all the time.I laughed, she said that shes going to the temple so wash up and accompany her.I took a bath got ready and went down.I was in for quite a shock,sheela chechi was dressed in a saree, she was gorgeous, she had the right amount of flesh. As soon as we sat, I kept my hand on her thigh and started rubbing it. In next few seconds I leaned towards her with my hand reaching back of her head. She leaned forward and we started kissing. I started sucking her lower lip very gently, moved to upper lip and kept switching. She turned a bit towards left and moved her right hand behind my head. She pulled me towards her and started kissing back with her tongue licking my lips and trying to move inside my mouth. I moved my left hand to her. To taste. To pleasure her, make her body twitch and pulse in release. She hangs there waiting....... helpless in her pleasure. The anticipation is a torment but one that she enjoys. His thumb circles the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh and her moan becomes frustrated, a deep pleading sound as it erupts from low in the back of her throat. His touch when it comes is teasing, the tip of his tongue flicking her inner thigh, teeth nipping the soft skin. It’s pleasurable, but not what she needs.. Part ofher was glad she'd not been conscious while the tattoo removal processhad happened as it was almost as painful as their being inked to startwith.She rubbed at her eyebrows and her shoulders slumped at how thick thebone underneath felt. Whether it was actual bone growth or an implantthe fact that she could feel it meant that much, if not all, of herfacial feminization surgery had also been undone.Stepping back she looked her entire body over again and run her handsover her skin in doing.