"Just coffee now," I agreed.We sipped our coffee and silently studied each other. I wanted him to break the ice; after all, I got him to come to the d...ner. The next move was his."Do you come here often?" He asked softly.He was trying to pick me up! Guys use that lame line on women when they can't think of anything else to say. He may not have known it but subconsciously he had accepted me. All I had to do was get him alone in a safe place. "Maybe once a month." I replied. "You?" Every day, my. Mai delhi me ek flat me rhta hu apne family ke saath .Mai btech ka student hu .Ye kahani kuch mahine pahle ki hai .Mere family me mummy papa aur meri bahan rahti hai .Meri bahan ka naam nisha hai .Jo 12th me padhti h .Bahut hi hot h .Mai sex story padhta hu .Isliye jab v use dekhta hu to chodne ka man krta tha .Bahut hi mast figure hai uski 34-32-34 kisi ka bhi lund khada kar deti hai .To mai nisha ko chodne ka plan banane laga .Mere dimaag me ek idea aaya aur mai khus ho gya ki is idea se. She also knew I loved her in nylons, so she frequently wore panty hose or tights with the pair of nice heels or sandals. She also never wore anything but silk or lace when it came to the bras and panties, no cotton for her because she said it was to plain and rough on her delicate skin. And the cut of those panties, nothing but thongs or g-strings always riding the crack of her beautiful bottom, and nice sexy under wire bras producing the ultimate in her cleavage department. She had the goods,. ”“I know,” her husband acknowledged, glancing out the window at the shadowy figures banging on the sides of the house. “I’m trying to think of a way out, but I’m drawing a blank.”“Maybe I can try something?” Lisa Maria offered. “I can run outside and start the truck so you can hurry out and jump in.”“Honey, we’re not about to risk you venturing out. These things smell blood and will rip anything living apart. You got lucky before, but now it’s a ... fight to the death.”“Hopefully theirs,” Ed.