V dekhne lge par mera dheyan bhabhi ki chati par tha kyonki jo t-shirt bhabhi ne pehni thi vo v galle ki thi aur us mey se bhabhi ke ubhaaron ki khai ...aafi hadd tak dikhai de rhi thi lagta hai beegh jaane ke karan unhon ne bra nhi pehni thi fir toh unhone panty bhi nhi pehni hogi ye soch kar mere 8inch ke lund mey harkat hone lagi.Bhabhi ko bhi shayed pta tha ke kha dekh rha hoon par unhone meri tarf dhayan nhi diya.kuch time baad maine himat ki aur bhabhi se pucha ke bhabhi kya aapko barsat. ”“Oh yeah? Prove it” he says.That’s all I need. I run my hands over his crotch. Nope, he’s definitely not gay, he’s really hard in there. I unbuckle the seat belt. I strip off my shirt first, then my bra, so that my tits hang free. My nipples are all perky. He’s staring at them now, like I’m wondering if he’s going to drive off the road. My pants come off next. He’s just staring at me while I’m stripping down to my panties right here in his car. I fold them all up neatly. “I don’t want to get. Let me ask you this. Do you feel embarrassed being naked with me?”“No.”“Would you feel embarrassed being naked with, say, a random boy at school?”After some thought, Amelia answered. “I think I understand.” She pondered it a while longer. “Okay. Let’s do it together sometime.” Glancing up at me, she groped the lump in my jeans. “Are you really horny?”“Are you really sore?”“Yeah. But maybe...” Her hand moved. She rubbed me before reaching for the button. A slight struggle and it popped open. She. Usne jawab diya, main issi sehar ki hun, mujhe daar nahi lagta (full double meaning)…main samajh gaya ki green signal mil gaya hai….Phir kya hum dono uss ride par chal diye….Kuch unchain par poohochne ke baad jainisha ne niche dekha toh wo boli mujhe daar lag raha hai…maine use kaha ki wo mere piche baith jaye aur mujhe pakad le….Slide ke start par pohochne par jab hum baithe….Boss….Usne mujh peeche se pakad liya…uske dono pair mere side main the, jo poore nange the aur kyun ki usne meri wife.