Serve 'er right for gettin' bagged, eh?"We'd invited Tony & others over for dinner & drinks. He'd always been respectful to my gal, Carrie, as much as...she and I both knew he admired her body. Carrie was 31, we'd been married almost a dozen years. I'd been her first and only, she a lovely strawberry blonde with a classic 36-22-32 build. Carrie liked to have couples over, enjoyed cooking for them and making them at home. But tonight only Tony'd shown up, and like a good guest with a case of 24. Aur phir hum table pe ek saath baith gaye khane ke liye. Us din didi ne short t-shirt aur half paint pehna tha. Wo maal lag rahi thi. Tabhi achanak didi ne mujhse kaha ki Raj, aaj 1 ladki ghar me aayegi, to maine pucha kaun? To did ne kaha ki uski ek friend hai Priya aur wo yahan par kuch kaam se aa rahi hai aur kuch din tak yahan par rahegi hamare ghar mein. Phir maine kaha ki theek hai, koi baat nahi. Phir 2 ghante ke baad, call bell baja aur main gate kholne gaya. Maine gate khola to dekha. No! She cannot think like this. He is willing to help her despite the overwhelming suspicion and evidence, even if it is circumstantial. He looks at her. “Thank you.”He shrugs. “I don’t like seeing innocent people taking a wrap for something they’re not guilty of.” His mouth curves into a smile despite the circumstances. “Hey...” He reaches out to stroke her face. His hands drop to her waist and he pulls her across the couch toward him.“Curtis...”“No detective?” he asks. But before she can. Maahi’s shorts were too short and tight that i could even see her pussy lips shape forming on her shorts. I rubbed my tongue on her inner thighs making her moan loudly. I kissed her on her pussy lips from outside her shorts. I could make out that maahi wasn’t wearing any panty inside. As i was kissing her thighs and feeling her legs, i moved my hands on her shorts and pulled them down in one stroke. She was now completely naked in front of me and as i said she wasn’t wearing panty inside. I.