Unke husband kam ke silsiley me ek mahiney ke tour par chale gaye the. Bhabhi akele bore na ho isliye Mai subah se sham tak unhi k pas rehta tha aur r...t hone par apne ghar chala jata tha. Hum dono akele me baith kar batein karte aur wo apni college ki stories sunaya karti thi. Ek din ki baat hai sham ko bohat tez barish shuru ho gai.Barish rukne ka nam hi nai le rai thi, dekhte hi dekhte rat ho gayi. Maine apne ghar call kiya to dadi ne kaha ki beta aj bhabhi k ghar hi ruk ja. Waise bhi yahan. As she took another sip, the water dribbled from her lips dripping onto her top and moistening the fabric covering her nipple. It became immediately visible and hardened. With her free hand she reached up and rubbed her palm against it, her eyes watching as it stiffened in response to her touch. She turned slightly, placed the glass on the counter behind her and reached under her tank top and slowly massaged her breast while her other hand slid slowly over her panties. I swallowed, my mouth was. Fir use jor se patak ke bed pr litaya n jor se kiss krne laga uske lips kata khoon niklane laga.Jor se boobs masal raha tha . N ek nipple ko chuste chuste kata wo boli aisa nahi dard hota he me bhi josh me tha bola ki wild chahiye na tuje le le sali. Fir chut ki taraf gaya balo se bhari thi use jor se kata to wo chillayi kutte kya kr raha he moan me bol rahi thi fir uske pet pr jor se mara bola chup beth sali n jor jor se chut chaatne laga wo aahe bhar rahi thi aaaaahhhaa kya moan kr rahi thi. . . " He stopped and looked closely at me again and I could almost see the lightbulb go on over his head. "He's a transvestite," he said finally with a grin of recognition. He started to point at me and I couldn't contain myself anymore. A broad smile spread over my face and finally a laugh broke the silence. "Roger?" He stood up and walked the pace across the room toward me. I extended my hand from where I sat as a lady would. He took it with a still growing smile. "Really?" "Hello,.