Bhaiya and I were splashing water on each other. Suddenly my leg slipped and I fell on him. His hands were on my boobs and mine were on his chests (at...that age my boobs were at least c cup and they are d cup right now). He didn’t move his hands. Rather he started squeezing my boobs from over the bra.I told him, “Bhaiya what are you doing?” He didn’t reply and just squeezing my boobs. I told him that please don’t do it. But he didn’t stop. He slipped his hands in my bra and now his hands were on. I know they’re here somewhere. You can keep them, I like these ones,” I give him a cheeky smile, running towards the bedroom. When he enters he’s fully naked with his cock rock hard. Fucking hell, how much I long to have him inside me. “Looks like those new knickers will be the object of my obsession, for the time being. Or rather, what's inside them,” he growls. Fucking hell, that growl! Giggling, I lay on the bed facing him. He stands at the foot of the bed, and I can’t help it. I slip my. I kissed her neck and ear lobes while I rubbed up and down her wet pussy, stimulating her clit and soon I had to place my other hand over her mouth as she started moaning while I made her reach her climax. Her body tensed up and legs started turn weak as she started orgasmning. After she'd finished and caught her breath she turn around and kissed me. I was holding her ass when she moved to whisper in my ear that I'm a lucky bitch and she wishes she could fuck me right now. She ran her hand down. ”“And you don’t think it should change my desire?”“That’s up to you,” I replied warily. “If I’ve failed to meet your standards, then you have to decide how to move forward, if at all.”“What do you want?”“The same thing I’ve always wanted,” I replied. “A faithful Orthodox wife with whom I can raise faithful kids, and who will be a partner in my callings, both spiritual and secular, and help me be a better man. I want that person to be you.”“And if you discover other girls were better? Then.