‘Did you bring a nightdress?’ Slowly I got out of bed and went back to the kitchen to retrieve my bag. I took out the same black nightdress that I...had worn as her ‘whore’ in Paris and slipped it on. I could still feel the slick wet t the top of my thighs. Was it love or pure, unalloyed lust that I felt for her? One look at her in the bed, her short hair shining in the half-light, her eyes open and her mouth slightly so as well and I answered my own question. It was both! She half sat and leant. . Next day sunday kabatti, memu alasyamga lechi, nenu regularga mornigki veeli 8.30 vachhanu, amma stan chesi, sunday kabatti jeans tight t shirts vesukondi, hair mudi vesukoni kichenlo tiffin chestondhi, nenu lopaliki vellanu, amma naa chevilo cheppidi naaaa poooooooooooku bagunda ani, appudu ammani jeans tight t shirts meeda kouchilinchukoni, naku nee pooooooku day time choodalani annau, mundu tiffin cheyyi andhi, ok ani nenu dining table daggaruku vachhanu, amma navvi tiffin ante tinadam. All she could do was cry out in blissful pleasure as her inner thighs became sore and weak. she felt her right leg propped up on his shoulder. my thumb playing with her clit. she laid there giving off pleasure sirens I was sure the neighbors could hear. I placed her leg on the mattress having her in a position were she laid sideways. Her hands still above her head. Pleasure sirens echoing through the room leaking though the crack in the doors and into my ears. With my hand swiping across her. Tabhi maine ne lund chut mein se nikala, aur chachi ki gaand ke ched par rakh diya. Chachi darr gayi aur boli-Chachi: Nahi, gaand mein nahi. Bahut dard hoga.Maine kaha: Meri rani, main hu na. Dard nahi hoga.Aur ye bol kar maine zor se dhakka maar diya. Aadhe se zyada lund chachi ki chut mein chala gaya. Chachi bahut zor se chillayi-Chachi: Uuiiii maa marr gayi.Ab chachi ki gaand fatt gayi thi. Usme se thoda khoon bhi baahar aa gaya tha. Par main kaha rukne wala tha. Main dhakke pe dhakka laga.