Me mohalle ke padhe likhon me gina jata tha (aur gina jata hun).Yahi wajah thi ki bhabhi aksar bachchon ke school aur dusri batein discuss karne hamar... ghar chali aati. Aur bhaiya bhi hamare chill the.Dheere dheere bhabhi se dosti ho gayi aur hum khulkar baatein karne lage. Par fir bhi mazak apni limits me rehte the. Un jaisi lady se pange lena possible ni tha.Ek din bhabhi ko kaheen shaadi me jana tha to unhone sari pehni aur ghar par meri wife se kuch pin lene ayi. Mene bhi mauka pakar keh. But I managed to stay in contact with her through social media.Things had changed from then to the current situation. I was an adult now and I was literally attracted to hot milf Zoya. I used to masturbate a lot seeing Zoya’s pictures from Facebook. I used to masturbate by smelling and licking my mom’s used blouses, bras, and panties. But my mind always took me to my erotic Zoya.Coming to the main story. My parents were celebrating their 25th marriage anniversary that year. I heard from my mom. Me: let’s see at that time. Don’t worry After this conversation, I was planning to go to Mumbai. I took leave from office by giving some fake reason. I called praju that I am coming today. She was so happy to hear that. She told that she did not believe that I was coming. Finally, I reached her home location in afternoon. She came there to receive me. She was looking so pretty that I was continuously observing her beauty. She was in kurta salwar with a pink color kurta. As we reached her home.. Each of them was decorated with feathers of various types and had red tribal symbols painted on parts of their bodies. Before either of us could react, I heard Amanda cry “OW! What the fuck?” and shortly after I felt a sting on my neck. When I reached up to see what it was, I pulled a small dart sticking out of my neck and within a few short moments I realized that it was getting hard to concentrate. Quickly after that sensation began, everything started to get dim and my thoughts became.