Agle din mummy papako mai train me bitha aaya.ab mai or bhabhi he ghar me thee.bhabhi ne aaj gulabi saree & blouse pahan rakha tha blouse me se bra jo...ke creeme colour ki thi saf dikh rahi thi.mai to control he nahi kar pa raha tha.per bhabhi ko kahta bhi to kya. Bhabhi boli thank you dever ji.maine kaha kis baat ka. Bhabhi boli mera bhi jane ka mude nahi tha.agar apki padhai distrub na ho to aaj movee chale.maine kaha chalo.per koi acchi movie to lag he nahi rahi hai sirf murder he lagi hui. She peered up at him, imploring, stopping just short of forcing his hand back to her chest. “I-I like it, I want more...”“We’re not stopping here,” he said, amused by the idea that she needed such reassurance.“Harry,” she began, gripping his uniform again. “I feel ... electric, I am on fire. You are excited too, are you not? Your scent is so much stronger now, it is making me dizzy, I can taste you on the air.”“Guess I’m puttin’ out more pheromones,” he replied with a shrug.She pressed her. That body now though was only covered with her green apron and cause me to drop the clipboard. ‘You like?’, she asked as she pulled up the bottom of the apron and rubbed her fingers on her clit. She had time to give out a little giggle before I grabbed her and push her against one of the racks. The back room is a small space with a copious amounts of napkins, cups and must have been designed for sex. I kissed her deeply as she grabbed for my pants, she undoes one button and with her weight. Meny us ko apney aur kicha aur kas ke chumney laga. Aur wo anpney daaney mere seeney pe ragerney lagi aur mujh se lipat gayi. Meny usey apney bhaho me utha liya. wo abhi chut ko mere lund pe ragarney lagi. Meny us ki t shirt uttari aur neechey phek di. Aur us ke daaney chumeny laga wo meri bhaho me pagalo ki taraha kudney lagi aur mere seeney ko chumney lagi. Meny t shirt uttar de aur wo mere nipples ko dath se kaatney lagi mere me ek gazab ka josh char gaya tha. Meney apna pant uttaara aur.