I put oil and apply on your upper chest and move my hands under the towel to apply oil on your breasts and give a good massage on your breasts without... touching your nipples.I just slide the towel little bit down to see your breast and see that your pink nipples are hard and standing up. You tell me that since nobody is on the beach so I can leave the nipples open as nobody is watching. I leave the towel like that and take some oil and apply on your belly.I rub the oil and put the towel just to. ’I knew that mother always had a soft corner for her. What to do? I went with her. There was a distance of a good 2 km. to the hospital from our houses and we had to walk the whole distance, as our place was a village and no bus service or anything was there at that timeI did not speak to her on onward and return journey while coming back she asked me ‘What Kannan are you angry with me?’I ignored her question. Then she said. ‘See Kannan, I am afraid to walk alone on this pathway in the evening.. ..no lean over more....ok...ok how about there??? spread you cheeks...ok...hold on i don't want to fall...ok how about that...PERFECT....and i would start to push...now if you've read my previous stories you know how out of this world clean i keep my ass....i go through a process to do this and this is NOT an everyday thing i know when her days off are and i get ready for them ahead of time.....anyways,once i was done i got down on the floor and ate my meal and once we were done...without even. But that didn’t really explain it. Perhaps he had a bit of decency? Yes, that was it. And he didn’t want the townsfolk hearing that he was a child rapist. A rapist was expected, even acceptable; the women had that in their lives most of the time anyway – a husband demanding his rights, a drunken brother going too far; and the men just thought that was what women were made for – having a cunt meant you were there to service a prick. He was in charge of their town; he hadn’t increased taxes.