It was finely made and engraved with tiny erotic scenes. Brother Howell had probably picked it up in some weird shop in the city. She opened it at the...hinge and touched the velvet-lined inside. How many women had worn this thing? It smelled faintly of perfume and something else. Maybe just plain old excitement.Vicky wasn't sure what made her go to the mirror and place the silver circle around her neck. She closed the latch but didn't let it click. She just wanted to see how it looked. Her hand. Rahul grabbed her from behind and started to press her boobs on top of her blouse and saree. Bhabhi was not ready for that, she was resisting rahul’s move but Rahul didn’t listen and started to pump her boobs from behind. He also put his cock on her ass and started to rub her ass with his cock. Rahul started to kiss and lick her bare neck line, kanan was resisting but Rahul was overpowering her.It was just next to the washroom, so the light was quite dim. Bhabhi was struggling to get Rahul away. I could feel his eyes on me as he followed me out the door. I knew my ass looked good in the tight jeans and I wasn’t wearing a bra. I turned around to look at him and could tell he liked what he was seeing. I suddenly felt seductive and remembered the line he read, “We are driven by our desires.”“Follow me,” I said climbing into my truck, the back filled will rakes, shovels, my lawn mower.“Lead on, Sharon,” he smiled, getting into his Subaru parked behind me. “I won’t let you out of my. I knew full well that she sensed my desire for I certainly sensed hers. And, there was that scent I was breathing in, unmistakable in its feminine allure. My prick was never harder(Well, it's a judgement call, alright?")"So talk to me!" Err, what?" Just talk to me. I want to hear your voice." I... I don't know what to say." Just open your mouth and let the words come out. Come on Frank... it's easy." Okay," I said nervously, "you're more beautiful today than you were yesterday." Oh! Frank, ".