Didi boli chup kr ar yaha aa mere pair dard kr rhe hai hai daba inhe mei Darte darte unke pairo ko daba he rha tha ki mjhe didi ki laal panty niche gi...i hui dikhi mene didi ke niche dekha th wo bilkul nangi thi uski chut mjhe saaf dkh rahi thi mjhe chakkkar ane lage the mra lund khada hone laga tha ar ab hawas ka bhoot mjh par hawi ho rha tha aur mjhe jald se jald muth Marna tha di magazine muh pe rakh ke so rahi thi mei dhere se apna lund bhar nikal kr muth mar rha tha mann th chut chune ka. " You have done nothing to make me happy and I don't want you around here anymore so get your stuff and leave now. I want my space." Apparently she had decided to take not only her space, but mine too!" So that was the end of our marriage and the last time I ever saw Justine.Up until then I had thought that we were happy, but apparently it was not we but only I who was happy. I moved in temporarily with Rob, my oldest and best friend until I could decide what to do. Rob advised me to quit my. The heroin of this story is a Mumbai lady aged around 28 let’s call her sweety, she is not that fair and has perfect pair of boobs and ass anyone would die to bang her front and back. It so happened one fine night after having a good night drink in some random pub in Indra Nagar, was waiting for my ola ride to get me home. Fortunately, when my cab came I saw a beautiful babe in the rear seat, the driver was an old brat. (btw it was a shared ola ride). Once I hopped in to the front seat. " She says I can hear the hesitation on her voice."Your Mother is sending reinforcements, she doesn't want me to know." I say."Idin how did you know?" She ask."I have been around long enough Lillian, thanks for telling me I appreciate it, besides your mother wouldn't be a competent leader if she didn't cover her ass like that." I say."I am sorry I didn't tell you sooner Idin." Lillian says."Hey no worries Lillian." I say."So how does a late night harbor cruise sound?" I ask."oh romantic.".