”Tommy had been against it – their sharing an apartment – but that was before he knew what a ‘fox’ Charlene had become. Problem now was, he ...idn’t know how to say that without getting into a whole bunch of trouble. He attempted to dodge the question. “Our fathers didn’t ask me. Did they ask you?”“Sort of. I mean Daddy did want to know if I thought you’d… well… you are a twenty-year-old guy and I am a seventeen-year-old girl and you can probably guess… he did think it was a good idea, and he. Our faces two centimeters apart, glass between us. Gazing into each other's eyes.She moves a hand from the glass onto her breast. I copy her. My hand up my shirt. We pinch our nipples. She gasps. Her breath steaming the glass. Mine does the same on the outside.Our gaze never breaks. Her gaze tickling my clit. My cunt is throbbing. Our hands still on the glass. One on the other.Her hand leaves her breast. Mine leaves my breast. She brushes her pussy. Parts her legs. Parts her lips. My hand in my. My brother’s mother-in-law Kshipra came to visit us in Pune from Bengaluru.Let me tell you about her. She is 47 years old, 5′ 6″ tall, a bit on the heavier side with 38-28-36 assets. She has an Indian tan and long black hair.I am Armaan. I am 5’10” with an athletic body and 6 ft 5 in wood – not that big but enough to satisfy any woman.I was preparing for my UPSC examination so I was very stressed out with the studies and completing the syllabus and all. I had no time to talk to anyone and my. .. it's just that she was dressed so nice and..." She, she, she. Christ Doris I should have taken her over my knee right then and whipped her butt, dressed like some kind of a whore and as for you... well you know what to do, don't you? Assume the position" Please Jack, not now, not again. I'm still sore from the last time."I heard a slap and then whining and a rustling of clothes. Worried that my father's legendary temper had gotten away from him and that he was actually abusing my mother I.