Ab aage ki kahani mein me meri maa ko meri randi biwi kahuga ya meri raand maa laxmi�To dosto baat us samay ki hai jab maine college paas kar liy... tha dophar ka waqt tha hamare ghar me meri maa ki ek dost aayi hui thi dono apne apne bachpan ki baat kar rahe the tabhi meri randi maa ki saaheli ne kaha ki laxmi tujhe pata hai jab apan 12th class me the to tujhe apne class ke ladke shyam ne uske ghar par mere saamne kitni buri tarah se choda tha aur tu ro ro padi thi to meri maa ne kaha dheere. Uski chunchee mere munh ke bilkul pas thee aur mai unhe kas kas kar daba raha tha. Achanak unhone apni ek chunchee mere munh me thelte hue kaha, “chuso inko munh me lekar.” Maine unki left chunchee munh me bhar liya aur jor jor se chusne laga. Thore der ke liye maine Unki chunchee ko munh se nikala kar mosi ko chumne laga. Unhone kaha ki agar tum muje pehle essara kar dete toh hum pata nahi kitni baar suhag din aur rat mana chuke hote. Kher ab toh mai tumhari hun hi jab man kare ek din pehle. Not a stitch of clothing and completely shaved and hairless. No landing strip, no triangle, just sweet bare skin. I told my hubby also to be totally shaved, including legs. To ensure that the pubis would be smooth, we used dilatory creams to make my pussy mound “baby smooth”. This gave us sexual freedom and let us be as spontaneous as I wished. One day, I told him to get down on his fours stay there and that I was going to “deflower” him. At first he protested and then firmly I repeated my. Maybe there really was a God.In a spare moment, when no one was looking, I found myself unable to resist the urge to stick out my tongue at Aunt Frances. I did so, briefly, about half an inch of it. And just as I did, Aunt Frances looked at me.I withdrew my tongue immediately, but already her big round eyes had widened and her eyebrows rode halfway up her forehead.She turned to Uncle Johnny, beside her. "Johnny, did you see what he did?" What'd he do, Frances?" asked Uncle Johnny, trying to.