She giggled at the expression on your face. "We have to keep up the appearance of being just a regular apartment" she explained, "So when we open the ...oor we try to fit into the whole neighbourhood thing. But it ain't whats going on underneath!" Taking your hand, she guided it up her skirt, and you felt the top of the sheer stockings give way to smooth, silky thigh, and on up to a satin smooth pussy. You could feel her heat, and even a slight dampness on your fingertips. Your knees trembled.. Shaheen rested her hand on my leg as we talked. I slid my hand over the back of her hand so our fingers intertwined.When the movie ended, I turned and faced Shaheen and told her I really enjoyed spending the evening with her. She responded by tightening the lock of our fingers. She told me she had a good time too. I sat there, looking into her eyes, and started thinking about how great this felt, sitting in bed with her and my shorts began to rise. As I shifted, a bit to try to hide what was. 11-12 bje honge meri di ne mujhe jagaya ki manu uth su su to n karna tune to me utha n chup chap soya rha or b mujhe thodi der hilati rhi to unhe confirm ho gya ki me so chuka hun ab wo dheere se rajayi se nikali or mere muh tak rajayi kar di ki me kuch dekh na saku or usne jor jor we bola uth uth to me utha n tha to ushe lag gya ki me gehari neend me hun to wo su su karne chali gayi ligt on thi or mujhe almari ki awaz ayi to mene hath se dheere se rajayi uthayi or last partoin tak apna muh kar. He was the picture of fitness, and for some reason I was drawn to him like I’d been drawn to Wayne years before. He was over six foot, probably close to six foot three inches tall, with broad shoulders that tapered into a narrow waist. When he stooped down to look at DVDs on the lower shelf, I could tell by the way his pants hugged his legs that he had well-defined quadriceps and calves. He looked like an athlete that kept himself very fit. His dark brown hair matched his mysterious dark brown.