”Arun, oof how much oil you have put. Now it will take me so long to shampoo” she saidi replied while massaging her scalp “Miss are you feeling ...better””Yes, much better” she saidi kept massaging her head and after I oiled her entire hair I asked her “Miss should I comb your hair. My hands are already oily”After some hesitation Mrs. Banerjee agreed.I took the comb and combed her hair. From the back she was looking absolutley gorgeous. Her lovely long black hair was glistening with oil. It. Around 11pm, I started yawning and Carole broke away from Robert’s tight clench to come over to me, she kissed me and said. “Give me one last glass of wine and we will call it an evening baby.” We had gone through four bottles of wine and Carole was obviously feeling very horny. She finished her glass and Robert said that he was leaving. He hugged me goodnight and he and Carole walked to the door. “Light on or off?” she asked him. “On honey, you know I like to see your beauty.” He replied with. It made me smile knowing they liked what they saw. The basement was set up nicely as a play room with a bar. Nice furniture with sheets over them. A king size bed was there with just a sheet on it. In the corner was a hanging swing from the ceiling with legs straps. A bench was over by it that was padded with leather. I told Jerry that this is a nice party area for us. I sat down on the sofa letting my dress ride up high enough that they all could see that I wasn’t wearing panties in the middle. Olya - Olka - Olga was the eldest. Some years younger than me. Her noticeable features brown eyes, great figure, and a smile like her mom's. Marichka (Or Marina) was younger, and she changed a lot since we last met. Still petite, she was changing from the tomboy who always wanted to play catch with me, into a stunning young lady, who I expected was the focus of all the local boys' attention. With long blonde hair and a tiny nose and mouth that looked too perfect to be real. The youngest sister,.