I was feeling drained and hungry. I looked towards the open door and lo, our hostel ward boy saw me naked and covered in spit and cum. Our ward boy (P...ndit bhaiya) was a total DILF (Dad I’d Like to Fuck). He was around 50, with strong arms and average build and I had often heard rumors that he had fooled around with some of the boys at night. I liked watching him meditate shirtless in the morning.So he steadily started walking towards me. I became really scared and didn’t know what to do. So, I. . thank you, but I think your looking for my dad. He's at work right now though." as I tried to explain nervously without trying to explain to much."Oh, no worries dear, and your very welcome." he said, as he continued smiling and now looking past me into the house."Ummm . . . do you like want to come in?" I said, with doubt, as I could hear my dad's voice screaming in the back of my mind not to let strangers in the house."Yes please." he said, as he walked in and we sat at the kitchen table. “I’m not due any visitors.”The doorbell rang again.Manus picked up Sonia’s dress and passed it to her.“Better check and see who it is.”Sonia pulled the dress over her head and, looking in the large mirror above the fireplace, ran her hands through her dishevelled hair. As she was about to leave the lounge we heard a loud voice from outside the front door.“Mr Campbell? It’s Tony Keller from Keller and Marson antiques.” The question as to who the mystery visitor was instantly answered.“What does. Baat sunoMe:- ji didi ji boliye(didi ne oos time low cut ki nighty daali hui thi or ooski chuchiyan saaf dikh rahi thi).Didi:- rohit plz meree help karwaa do plzMe:- ok didior main didi ke saath kapde dhulwaane lagaa. jab wo kapde dho rahi thi to mujhe ooski chuchiyan saaf dikh rahi thi. ye sab dekhte dekhte mera louda khada ho gaya or isko didi ne bhi dekh liya or maine didi se kahaa didi main jaaon, to wo halki muskuraahat ke sath boli kiyun rohit kya hua, maine bola kuchh nahi didi aise hi.