‘What is happening?’ I asked. ‘Nothing we all are lunching together here’ mummy replied. ‘Auntie please let Sarit stay, she can get ready in...my room’ I requested Sarit’s mother. She looked questioningly at Sarit. ‘I don’t mind but what about my clothes?’ Sarit remarked. In my eagerness I said, ‘No problem you can wear mine’. ‘Your clothes?’ Sarit giggled looking at my boobies. Everyone laughed when they saw what Sarit was staring at. ‘Of course Sarit can stay’ auntie replied and turning to. ‘Would you,’ she began but stopped suddenly, ‘nevermind.’ I had a sense where she was going, but didn’t know if she was just trying to tease me or if she was seriously interested. ‘Would I what?’ I asked innocently. ‘No. Nevermind.’ Kathryn answered. ‘No, no. You can’t start and stop like that. Ask me.’ ‘Nevermind, it’s not important,’ Kathryn answered. I decided she wasn’t going to say it and got tired of the game. ‘Are you trying to ask if I’d like to try it, or would like you to join us?’ I. Phir thoori dair baad …Mamoo boley“Saleem abb mera bhi juice nikalne wala hai….hoosiyaar ho jaoo”Saleem ne perwa na ki ….sucking zooron se kerney laga….aakhir woh bhi gaddhi aagayi…Mammoo ne mere head ko zooron se pakara….aur phir apna poora juice merey moonh mein daal dia……mein ghabra ker juice pee gaya….bara tasty tha…namkeen…Mamoo ne phir kuch dair ke baad poocha“Kaho Darling baitey kaise laga mera juice”Saleem ne kaha“Aap tau barey zalim haim…itna dhair sara juice merey moonh mein daal. Just can’t”, I whispered back to her. “And I can’t believe you even asked me that.”She looked at me again with an even bigger smile then leaned forward to whisper to me again.“I’d like to watch you stroke this boy through his slip. It’s a fantasy of mine that I’ve never told you about but it would excite the hell out of me just to watch you do it!”Jessica had moved her head forward too to hear what my wife was saying to me. She made an involuntary murmur and then a loud intake of breath when.