As we were about to reach my home I told her to get down a little early as going together in my building would be a little risky.I reached my house an... kept the door open for her to enter easily without the neighbors noticing. As soon I closed the door and turned around, she jumped on me and started kissing and sucking my lips like crazy In the same state I carried her to the bedroom and put her on the bed but still she wasn’t ready to leave my lips nor was I above her and we were smooching so. His nose rubbed at her beaded bundle until her body quivered. His entire face coaxing out her orgasm like it already belonged to him.“That’s my girl. Now we’re talking.”She wasn’t sure if he was, or if she’d imagined it, as his tongue darted in and out of her channel. The sounds pushed her further until she had to close her eyes at the erupting pleasure. Her head pushing so deep into the sofa she found the wooden frame beneath.A shout left her lips as her knees clamped shut, caging his head. My dick was getting hard from just thinking about what I wanted to do to her in that dress. Thankfully, it was not a long ceremony and it only lasted about twenty minutes. I don't know what I have done if I had to sat there any longer next to her. We all got up and went to the bar area for cocktail hour and I just could not take my eyes off of my sister-in-law. Her legs were just killing me, I wanted to rub them, kiss them and follow them up to her pink pussy. I also thought about if she was. I was little embrassed that i was living with a muslim in a same room. BTW we have a kitchen,a dining room, a bathroom. I started living with him. After few days we are getting close even he was a muslim which i worried about as a conservative brahman hindu lady. But day by day he was getting arrogant, more rude. He even sometimes tries to indirectly tease me as i was a hindu.(After 1 week), One day i finished taking shower and got out dressed in a sari. I saw he was touching my traditional.