Hope you all will like the story and, it make your dicks hard and pussy wet. Everyone are welcomed for their suggestions, complaints and compliments. ...ny female in and around Hyderabad of whatever age you might be, may contact me on:Many of you must be knowing the daily soap named “TARAK MEHTA KA ULTA CHASMA”. If you don’t know that’s not going to be of any problem(Just watch one episode of it online so that you could see how they look). This is a complete FICTION just based on the characters. If I'd been wearing panties they would have been thoroughly soaked. What drove me wild was the sincerity in his voice...the hunger. Whether he meant licking my pussy or devouring me whole, I was willing to let him have a go at it. I felt his lips scantily brush against my earlobe and I shivered. "Follow me," he said—no, commanded, taking me by the hand. I promptly rose, my heels clicking, and let him lead me toward the Red Room. I was turned on. Beyond turned on. I wondered if Velia had. Sharma, in her thirties was a bit on the plump side but was very attractive. I called her didi and she too treated me as her younger sister. A maratha lady ( natives from bombay), a female help rukmani bai, use to visit their flat she was a bit on the squat side but was strong and agile. I saw her always in neat and clean white sarees ( an indian attire). A number of times i saw her carry some colorful bottles and when enquired she said they were herbal perfumed oil good for the body massage.. It only went in half-way and wouldn't turn.He realised the lock had been changed. Overcoming a wave of nausea, hestarted banging heavily on the door, crying out for Emma. After a coupleof minutes, the door opened slowly by just a few inches, held in place bya security chain. Emma peered through the gap."What the hell's happening?" shouted Simon. "What are you doing?"Emma adopted a puzzled expression. "It's the new start I promised you,darling. Don't you remember?" WHAT? What the hell are you.