Mein khara hua ore mein ney apni pant underwear samat utar dee. Us ne kaha keh shirt bhee utar do woh bhee mein ne utar de. Ab mein bed ke kinaray kha...a hua tha ore woh bed par bethee thee. Us ne pehlay mere lun ko dono haathoo se pakra or us ore mere tatton ko masana shrro kar diya. Mein ne use kaha keh agar tum champion ho tu bagher Haath lagay sucking karo. Us ne mujhey kaha keh mein ne tu Phd kee hai sucking mein ore mujhey bed par laitne ko kaha ore khud bed se utar kar beth gayee. Zara. My mouth couldn’t fit her full boobs.I licked her boobs one after other one watching her facial expressions it was unforgettable.She kept her hands inside my shirt and scratching my back with her nails in excitement.I went further down and kissed her navel area my squeezing her waist saying what i did her last night.She hit me lightly saying naughty and kissed me.I lifted her saree up from down till her thighs and kissed it saying her that i touched it last night.She smiled and askedV:inkem. ‘You look wonderful.’ I said. ‘You know I didn’t expect you to sleep with me tonight and if you’re not sure we don’t have to do anything.’ ‘I know, and I think that’s one reason I’m here, and yes we do have to do something tonight. She kissed me and continued. ‘But before we do I need to tell you something, She paused for a second and I noticed a tear running down her cheek. When she started again her voice cracked, ‘After everything that happened to me I’ve never been able to really trust a. ‘I don’t do that sort of thing.’ Punching his shoulder, Jennifer roared with laughter. ‘Peter, you’re a fool.’ She was still laughing as she drove off. Life was different. Confidently secure in his love and proud that Jennifer was still unsullied – as she wished – Peter found work a delight. Days passed into weeks as they played tennis together, went to the ballet, attended concerts, enjoyed operas and developed their relationship around friendship and trust, but still Peter was careful. He.