With that, he put one arm around her, the other hand on her arse, and then slid his tongue into her mouth. She had her arms around his neck, and he wa... pressing his body right up against hers. It didn't take him long to move his hand from behind her, and then start squeezing her tits. She asked him if he was trying to turn her on, to which his reply was “that he'd love to turn her on again.” He kissed her some more, still squeezing her tits and her lovely backside. I had a feel of her tits. Mujhe diya aur phone per baat hone lagi aur 2 mahine baad usne mujhe haan bol diya mai bhut khusg hua aur usse milne bulaya per vo aati nahe thi roj apni photo bhejti thi mera uski choti se gaand ko chodnr ka bhut maan karta tha roj uski photo dekh ke muth marta tha ek din vo tution se chutti lekr mere sath chali aai main usse chodne ke mood main tha mujhe pher moka nahe milta mein usse dost ke office pe le gaya aur vaha jakar hum baat karne lage men uske hoto pe kiss kar di pher gale se laga. Uske chehre par kafi ghabrahat thi to maine uski baat manna sahi samjha aur fir kuch na poocha. Bhawna apne kapde, baal sab theek ki aur fir darwaaza khol kar bahar chali gayi. Main darwaze ko band kiya aur fir kaan laga kar bahar awaaz sunne laga.Bhawna: Are Neetu! Tu kab aayi?Neetu: Bas abhi.Bhawna: Kuch batayi nahi?Neetu: Haan, sochi ki sabko surprise dun.Bhawna: Haan sachme badiya surprise di tune.Aunty: Akash ab bhi phone pe hai kya beta?Bhawna: Aaa… haan mummy.Neetu: Akash? Kaon. My eyes adjusting to the gloom of the arches revealed a number of stalls that sold the slaver's essentials, straps, chains, dildos in wood and ivory, even what looked like a rampant rabbit carved from teak hidden away from prying eyes.I looked at the merchandise, poor quality most of it, much of it already used, dog collars, chains, shackles leashes, just about everything except ball gags as far as I could see, I bought a collar and leash to kill time, I was ripped off, but my bartering was.