I'm thinking what she said over and over again in my head"Why do you love me" Look at you you're strong, kind, sweet, and always puts the needs of oth...rs before yourself." She kisses me again and I kiss her back with passion. I put my hands on her hips and keep kissing her. I fall onto the bed and she gets on top of me and takes off my shirt and I take off hers and she is wearing a baby blue bra. She says to me "I love to have my tits tweaked" as she unclips it and I see a very beautiful pair. Maine uski gand apni ek ungli se chodhna shuru kar diya. Woh bahar kutto ko chudhte dekh honto ko kaat aahe bharti hui maze lene lagi.Shradha mujhe bina dekhe is beech boli: You are so dirty, Amit.Main uski butter se chikni gand ki ched mein sata sat ungli marta hua bola: Achcha! Aisa kya? Ab main dirty ho gaya?Shradha dubara mujhe usi andaaz mein palt kar boli: Aur nahi to kya? Meri gand mein deko kaise ungli ghusa rahe ho, aur woh bhi apne daaye hath se.Main samajh gaya woh kya kahna chahti. Eventually I achieved my aims and exposed my nipples to the air. Slowly my body recovered from the awful rigours of the day. Fortunately the night was warm and I did not get chilled later in the night. I did not sleep however. My mind could gain no relief as I tried to imagine what terrible tortures and traumas my friends might be suffering. I couldn't even toss and turn with my hands secured to my thighs and my ankles cuffed to the bed rings. Nor could I cross my knees and sleep on my front. A perfectly normal Sunday. In the late afternoon I dragged my ass under a shower. No sign of my grandma. But I meet her. On the way back to my room. She was wearing next to nothing. She looked like she just came to herself. After a long weekend filled by some young guys dicks. The exhaustion stood in her face. But she gave off a very satisfied vibe. And needless to say, while passing by her, I couldn’t keep my eyes of her. I even, I happened unwillingly, turned around and took a long look at.