But whenever I was watching her I was again getting dirty thoughts of having her and touching her so I slowly started to touch her like if she is walk...ng in house I would blush her while walking ,I would brush my hands on her bums while passing besides her but she used to prompt me saying that I should be careful and shouldn’t touch people while walking which was discouraging for me so I would stop that for some days and when my fire again increased I would start that again but it was not. But first,” he smiled down at her, noting the anxiety in her eyes, “let’s enjoy the rest of our weekend.” Michael held her close, assuring her everything would be okay: he would take care of her. They would figure out the details in the next few weeks. "What do you think to relaxing under a long, hot shower, Michael?" He took Joy's hand and they walked into the bathroom. Slowly he slid off the robe she had put on when Kevin had slammed out of their room. "You are so beautiful Joy." He turned on. Pretending he didnt see me, he continued to the kitchen bench and turned on the jug. I stood there and watched him, one hand full of tit and the other edging along the top of my skirt. Every so often he would look up and catch my stare, and he would lick his lips awkwardly and return to his task at hand. I swung my hands behind my back and unclipped my bra, making sure to unveil myself the next time he looked into my bedroom. I began to unbutton the rest of my skirt, heart racing in my chest. Chalo ab tumhe bata hee detee hoon – Pooja bhabhee tumhara naam le le kar apnee choot mein kheera baingan dal kar apney ko roz jhadtee hai, kitnee bar to jab uskee cheekh nikaltee hai toh tumhara naam bhi uske mooh se nikal aata hai. Mainein kitnee hee bar suna hai. “Aur tu kya kartee hai? Sirf sabko muth maarte dekhti hai” I asked her. Kyon naheen, mein toh roz gaand maraatee hoon. Puneet bauji ko meree gaand se pyaar hai, roz meree gaand mein apna lund peltey hein, parwah bee naheen kartey.
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