Muje tumhare boobs chusne hai tab maine mana kiya to jiju ne request ki to mai maan gai aur mainne apni tshrt uper kar di aur bra ki hook khol di tab ...ere bade aur mote boobs bahar aa gaye jiju mere boobs dekh kar dang rah gaye bole ki tumhare to bahot bade hai aur white bhi utne hi hai. Itna bol kar hi unhone mera 1 boobs muh me bhar liya aur dusre boobs ko hath se dabane lage karib 10 minit boobs chusne k baad mere mana karne pr unhone muje chhod diya aur maine bra k hook laga kar tshrt thik. .” ab meine bathe band kar dee aur khamosh padi rahi. Lekin jaisse jaise bhayya ka under bahar horaha tha mujhe maza ane laga.. Upar se bhayya apni doosri hathse meri bur mei ungli kar rahe the.Bhayya ka ungli bur mei jathe hi mei apne aap ko bhul gaye.. Aur boli… “bhayya jaldi karo.. Meri bur mei khujliho rahi hai.. Aur tum apna lund meri gaand se nikaloge tab meri bur chudegi.. Jaldi..Karo.. Waise bhi.. Meri gutne ghis rahe hai.. Ummm… aahh.. “ mei moan kar rahi thi aur bhayya ka meri gaand. Skimming her fingers along the smooth skin of her lower belly for a moment, she flattens them and wedges them beneath the lip of her skirt’s waistline, clawing their way downward centimetre-by-centimetre till she touches the edge of her bud.Her other hand returns over her eyes, providing a hood from the intrusive lights of the subway car that seep through her eyelids. In this makeshift solitude, a provocative scene of indecency and impropriety plays out in her head as her fingers busy. Her tongue worked in small, agonising circles, building into a deeper, darker tempo as she drew him into her throat, moaning deliciously, a siren’s song that took him to the edge. There, poised on the brink of orgasm, ready to plummet into the tumult of pleasure, he knotted his fingers in her hair, dragged her to her feet. She tasted of carnality and he revelled in this, lifting her into his arms and placing her upon the desk. His fingers skimmed her body, marvelling in the sighs of pleasure.