Ashmita: Accha uncle woh kaise?Uncle: Pehle yeh batao. Tumhara size kya hai?Ashmita: (ek dam blank face bana kar) Uncle size matlab.Uncle: Beta figure...ka size kya hai aapka abhi?Ashmita: Uncle maine measure to kiya tha but yaad nahi aa raha hai.Uncle: Accha waise main guess kar sakta huAshmita: Accha uncle. chalo aap hi guess kar do. Kya hoga mera size fir?Uncle: Tumhara size hoga. Hhmmm upar se to tum 32 ki hogi. Aur waist hogi 24 aur. Zada khadi ho ke dikhana beta.Asmita turant khadi ho jaati. “Take off your clothes.” I told here harshly. Shestarted to shake and I thought she was going to make abreak for it. “Do it,” I snapped.Her hands went shakily to the bottom of her sweater andpulled it up just slightly. We heard a female voicefrom the other room. “OH YESSS!” it screamed. Thatjolted her into action and she quickly pulled thesweater up over her head and threw it on the floor.Her bra was white with pink hearts on it that I couldbarely make out. After five minutes i entered the room and locked the door my bride got up from her place and bent down to touch my feet . I hold her and hugged her tightly . Then i made her sit on the bed and raised the veil , she was looking damn gorgeous in bridal make up. I hold her cheeks with both my hands and put my lips on her lips and stared sucking the juices . I put my tongue inside her mouth and started sucking her .Then i took her to the mirror stand and hold her from her back .I slipped her pallo. He was a student at Hoboken College in Hoboken NJ and lived in a studio apartment of a tall building at the junction of the Jersey City and the Union City in NJ, very close to college campus in Hoboken. One warm, windy evening of late May, I was in his apartment on 17th floor. All of the apartments on one side looked over the Hudson River over to NY City and the other side apartments looked over the Palisade Avenue greenery in Union City. We sat out on the small balcony off his one room.