“Do you really want to hear me play?” “Yes,” I said. “I . . .” “Nice boner.” “Thank you,” I managed. “I’m quite proud of it....” “Does classical music always make you hard?” “No, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to hear it. It’s not my fault you have . . .” “Boobs?” “I w-wasn’t g-going to say that,” I stammered under her gaze “A pussy?” “Those eyes,” I blurted. “You have amazing eyes. They’re hard to look at, but I can’t look away.” The eyes in question widened. “Okay,” she said after. .” he spluttered around for words before finally saying, “You do look very lovely, but I don’t think its appropriate clothing for around the house is it?” and his eyes dropped to the floor for the first time since he had opened them. He looked awkward and embarrassed.“Daddy, would you rather I wore this out somewhere then?” Katie asked cheekily, one eyebrow raised.“You know that’s not what I meant,” he said, and Katie could hear the frustration building in his voice.“I’m sorry,” she said. Her big sunglasses complementing her face with makeup from MAC and her big beige purse. She booked an uber and asked him to take her to Moghulpura.The cab driver thought ma’am wanted to see Charminar. But she got down at the place where she was told. All the men stared at her, till one man who was 6’3 broad shoulders and a big belly, wearing a blue lungi and white stained kurta with a mehndi colored beard and a Muslim cap came to her and confirmed if she was Sneha.Then he asked her to go and. “How do you want me?” she asked, leaning back. It was an uncomfortable settee, the seat too deep for sitting on properly, but perfect for licking a pussy. I quickly took off my clothes as she luxuriated on the upholstery like Cleopatra waiting for Anthony.I got down between her enormous thighs and smelled the characteristic aroma of the fat girl. With so much bulk involved, there is less scope for ventilation, so the smells that all women produce have to be released in great batches rather than.