, brownish green, she always wears a saaree in daytime ;-) as its a tradition in there family.All this happened when i was in my first year of grad. ,...i have to live with my cousin Bhaiya as he is my only relative in Pune till that time. Bhabhi was a shy girl , who talks less with others, one day when I was leaving for college with Bhaiya (Bhai used to drop me at bus stop & goto his shop from there).I told Bhabhi to take my courier in my absence & leaved. As I got on the busstop I came to know. ..willingly. He started out by rubbing my clit. I felt so good, and I moaned and moaned until I came. My body violently thrashed in orgasm as I gasped and cried out in ecstasy. Then Mr Lewis moved to my virgin hole. "Virgin?" He asked, I nodded in response I started moving his finger in slowly and painfully, to try and stretch me a little. I hurt and I made him stop. "Tracey, it's going to hurt, but if you want me to stick my cock in now, it will hurt more. But it will be quicker. It's up to. Here at least it was minimal, most of the people were local, and familiarity took the edge off of it. The handful of travelers who were guests of the inn were another story, and it took them a few minutes to greet those folks and get them settled down.Midday meal at the inn was still a cook's choice arrangement. Biter came out with his parents, freshly washed hands and a clean apron in place to meet the 'nice girl' that I was going to wed. I'm not sure what he thought of the two rows of. As it unzipped, another hand reached down inside my pants caressing my ass that was bent over the counter. I was shocked by the move, I tried to lift my head up and speak but he held it down, forcing his dick in my mouth, All that came out was a murmur of protest from my cock-filled mouth. I tried to move my hands but they were both grabbed and forced behind my back and then wrapped with tape to tie them there. My shoes and socks were removed and then my pants were taken off, leaving me.