She opened it and removed the anthracite beads. The light reflected off them and into the full length mirror on the wall in front of her. She looked a... herself in the reflective glass. She was closing in on forty but still had a great figure. She kept looking at her reflection as she stripped her clothes off, until she was standing naked, with just a dainty gold chain around her neck and the beads in her hand. Her full breasts sat up beautifully on her chest; she cupped them, pushed them up a. Maine bola aaram se kro. Tb wola bhosdiki ab aaram se kro bol rhi h aur mera loda to aise chus rhi thi jaise kha hi jayegi. . Maine sharm ke maare garden jhuka li. Aur usne dhaakeee marne chaalu kr diyee. Aur main tez tez. Khud apni gaand piche kr ke dhaake khaane lgi. . Jisse wo baar baar gate m lg rha th aur gate ki awaj ho rhi thi . Wo bola bahan ki lodi pakdwayegi kyaaa. . Maine bola sorry.Wo bola sorry gyi tel lenee. Ab tujhe zor se dhakke chahiye naa. Ab deta hu. Chl bend ho . Aur tere. That was the first time I waswatching her and even at this age she looked hot. Anyways I went back to thehospital and found that my friend was already asleep due to the effects of themedicines. He was in a general room and there were 3 patient beds in room andit was a very small room, there was not enough space. On the first bed there was a kid and his young mother andthe bed next to us was a man who had a pain in kidney and his wife. The nursecame and gave all the patients some injection and. ‘I know a few back streets, back seat okay for you?’ ‘Done that once,’ she said, stroking my thigh. I returned the favour. ‘Bonnet?’ I smiled, kissed her and let a hand slide inside her top. ‘Second left.’ ‘Babe?’ I heard the next morning, around half ten as I sat on my bedroom floor transferring cash into a safe. I looked back and there was Hannah lying naked, half on top of the sheets, half between them. For a seventeen year old, she was incredibly mature in bed, as last night’s one hour.