Phir bhabhi ne mera ek hath pkad k kurte k upr se hi unke boobs pe rekh diya. Bhut bde the vo me dhire dhire unhe dabaane lgi. Phir babhi ne mera top ...tar diya mene b upr uth k unki madad ki. Phir bra b khol diya . muje bhut shrm aa rhi thi but mene apni aankhe band kr rkhi thi. Phir bhabhi ne mere hontho ko chod k meri ek chuchi ko apne muh e le liya wah kya aanad ki anubhuti thi vo. Mere muh se ek sisaki nikal gyi ….ahhh bhabhi. Itani der me y phla shabd tha jo mere muh se nikla ta. Phir vo. I lie there with my legs spread, waiting for your cock. Instead, you trail kisses on my inner-thighs. Your tongue runs up and downs my slit. You torment me like this for what seems like ages, occasionally sucking my clit, causing my hips to buck against you. My juices and my sweat drench the sheets. You kiss your way up my torso, pausing to grab both of my breasts in your hands and pinch my nipples between your thumbs and index fingers. You lean forward and kiss my mouth making use of your. ‘Unlike some of us, you were fairly popular. I mean, you weren’t the king or queen of the ‘in crowd’, but you ran with them.’ ‘Please,’ I sighed. ‘I was barely on the perimeter of that group and that was partly by choice. Carl and Kristi, the actual king and queen, were decent enough, but do you remember the others?’ ‘Some of them were a bit much,’ Rodger agreed with a laugh. ‘It’s always the wannabes that cause the headaches.’ ‘You have no idea,’ I added, remembering. ‘You aren’t thinking. I can only ask for you to understand and not hate me too much for what Ihave done. Believe me, if there was anything I could have done to getrid of these feelings for good, I would have done it in a heartbeat butthe reality is that there's no cure for this so I just had to struggle onas best I could."------By now Anna was in floods of tears - the date on the letter, around sixmonths ago, was just one day before Robert had complained of severe chestpains and asked her to call an ambulance and.