The party ambience was excellent. As I am from well to do family so we went to the best place in town where all the elite crowd of the town drops in. ...here was huge dance party going on there. I still remember the moment we entered the hall every guys eye was looking at her and mainly at the tattoo. The were fucking her with their eyes which was making me more crazy and giving erection underneath. My mom dad and Bua went and sat while we both preferred to dance. Then suddenly while dancing she. Maybe it was the guilt. But why did her guilt arouse her? She saw herself in the mirror and kept staring at the way she looked. The long hooked nose. The heaving well-endowed breasts in the drenched blouse accentuating her bra. The visible cleavage.The hourglass waist which was glistening in the dim light. The deep-set navel. Even the shadow cast by her looked appealing. At that moment she had clarity which made her take the next step. She knew exactly what she wanted. She wrapped her pallu and. .." Shouldn't what? Stare? Shouldn't I be the one to decide that?"So, Max thought, is she saying that I can stare? It sounded like it. He figured he'd test the waters, and glanced up again, pleased to see that she was still standing there in the same position, still leaning against the wall, still with her hand in the air, still nearly naked... and still smiling at him."There," she said. "See? The world didn't end."He laughed in spite of himself, and tried to keep looking at her adorable face,. ”Meri maa darwaza kholti hai aur bahar Sejal khadi hoti hai. Sejal meri maa ko nighty main dekh kar chauk jati hai aur kehti hai, “Bhabhiji, aap bhi mere babu ke sath?”“Ye tum kya keh rahi ho, Sejal.”“Arre bhabhiji, aapne abhi chhote maalik ke sath sex kiya na?”“Kya tum bhi Sejal. Lekin tum isse babu kyu bulati ho?”“Kyunki main bhi iske sath karti hun. Kal hi hum dono ne kitchen main chalu kiya.”Meri maa hasti hai aur kehti hai, “Mera beta bhi na… Sejal tum apna kaam karo aur agar sab kaam ho.