“Well, Lover, it’s about time you got home! Do you want some of this?” As I stepped forward to embrace her, she pushed me back. “Not yet, B...by! Let’s get over to that fancy room!” She turned, went into our bedroom, and called,” Get cleaned up. I’m dressing. The kids are with Mom. We have 3 days together, My Love! Come on!” She came out dressed in a form-fitting red dress with open neckline, displaying her cleavage with no bra. As she walked toward me, I watched her gorgeous breasts. Lgbhg 7 inch ka louda tha uska woh bhi mota dekhte hi muh me paani aa gya. Tbhi uski najar mere pr gyi or usne kha sorry or jhtt se towel lga lia. Sorry mene dekha nhe tumko bolke usne mujhse maafi maangi. Mene kha glti meri bhi hai. Usne kha koi baat nhe itna to chl jaata hai kher choro mera naam jeet hai woh mere pasd aaya or hath milaate hue bola. Mene kha haa pta hai mujhe tu. Hare dost karan ne btaya mujhe. Achaa wese ek baat puchu tum mere lund ko itne gour se kyu dekh rhe they usne mujhe. I told him that he should be sorry if it wasn’t hard looking at me”. While they both laughed again, I tried justifying “No… It was just the morning thing…that’s all”. I was scared about Riyaz misunderstanding me.Afreen: What??? It wasn’t because of me? Do I look so bad??? I’m hurt AdiShe pouted while Riyaz roared out laughing…Before I could answer, it began raining. “Hurry! Let’s get in before we get drenched” I said and headed inside the house with Riyaz following me. Afreen stayed back and. He escorted me to the phone. He sat down behind me on a chair, devouring me with his eyes. I dropped my bag bending down to pick it up, noticing from reflection from the flat screen TV that Steven had dropped his mouth open getting an eyeful of my tight petite ass wearing the pink lacey thong. Then I pretended to phone my daddy leaving a message to call me back at this phone number. I hung up the phone and turned to Steven saying with a little pout of my lips, "I hope you do not mind me.