So it was not at all a problem. She would stand close to me at some point in time. Every time she came close, the smell of her body would make me mad....The lovely lingering smell of her hot body would stay with me for long.As time passed, my desires towards Malar kept hitting new heights. It was lust, pure gorgeous lust. The inflaming sacred energy that elevates us makes us feel so special, attracted towards somebody. It makes us do crazy things. We started to speak for a longer time on the. M gale mila to mer hath uske kandho se hote huye uski kamar orfir uske peech k bhari ubharo pe gumte hue vapas aa gye wo muskrat rhi thi parisse aage kuch karne ki tab mujme himmat nhi thi kyonki iss se pahle tak mainekbi kisi k sath Physical relation nhi bnaye the meri X gf k sath b nhi. Firek do din yhi chla uska dil chahta yha k mai kuch kru par na usne khi or na dark mare maine pahal ki. Fir ek din usne aise hi baato hi baato me mujh se kha kiwo khud kuch nhi karegi par mujh se itna pyar. Me: I don’t go to the gym. I am a martial arts follower.Didi: It’s the same.Me: No. It’s not the same.Me: My biceps have grown bigger, haven’t they?Didi: No, it’s the same.Me: Touch it.Didi (laughingly): Isssh.I then went near my didi and insisted that she touch me. She touched my bicep with one finger.Me: Touch it properly.She was very shy and with some hesitation, she touched me.Didi: It’s very hard.Me: See my thigh.Didi: I will not.I could sense a little excitement in her. She then took some. He worked there for a few minutes and I loved every minute of it. Knowing that I was starting to get a little moist, I tried to calm myself, hoping he wouldn’t notice so I wouldn’t have to be embarrassed at my lack of control.He poured more oil into his hands and moved around to the front of me, positioning himself on his knees between me and the mirrored closet door. With one swift tug of the belt of my robe, it was open. I could feel his warm breath on my belly as he rubbed oil into it,.