He looked to be mid twenties, very nicely built and a great smile. She smiled back at him and said, “I hope this movie is not boring.” He was loo...ing at her too, thinking she might be a little older than him but damn she was good-looking. She was trim, subtle breasts, that looked like they were begging to be licked, outrageous legs and was drop dead gorgeous. “I’ve heard it’s supposed to be pretty good,” he said. “That’s what I heard to but sometimes when you hear that, it’s boring as hell,”. Once we got out of the lift. She said to me;Manorama to me: Ok Yash. Thank you for your company tonight. I had good time.Myself to Manorama: I too had a good time.Manorama to me: Ok then. Good night. (She started walking towards her flat)Myself to Manorama: Wait, Manorama. I can see sadness in your eyes. And I know it’s because of your loneliness. Can I help you by taking loneliness away from your life?Manorama to me: (looking confused) what do you mean to say?Myself to Manorama: Don’t be. She went to neighbor house in salwar suit at 6 o’ clock. I was conscious that why mom wears her old dress on New Year eve for party. I told my dad that I was going on 1st flood. Then I watched mom going into his house from 1st floor of our house.At 8 o’ clock mom comes out in jeans and deep neck top. She is looking like a model in her dress. If I was alone with mom then definitely I had fucked her. They both sit in the car and went away. I know that they will not come until 1 or 2 o’ clock in. You are whimpering now, and I rip your top into pieces to give me easier access to your heavy breasts. Your nipples are hard, I wonder if it’s the cold in here, or are you just starting to enjoy this? I begin to play with your nipples roughly, tweaking and pinching, your breathing is heavy and low, my teeth still sinking into your neck, sending a shiver right through you. I notice your fingers are still on the front of my jeans, gripping my hard cock firmly now, and you gasp as you feel it.