The kind of sari she ware was so mind-blowing that the pallu was always transparent through which I can see her blouse and the hooks clearly.One day w...en I was giving the feedback of her children that day she wore a red sari (my favorite color) with transparent pallu as usually but this time she did not ware her bar so I could see her nipples clearly, which she noticed and she broke the conversation and left. I thought she did not like it and now she won’t be sending her children to the tuition. She held her arm around my waist, her hand centimeters from my ass as she glanced up at me. I hadn't noticed until now that she was slightly shorter than me. "No exchanging names or numbers. I just want some dirty fun tonight," she murmured while her hand traveled down to my ass, squeezing slightly. "Deal," I leaned forward brushing my mouth against her own. Her tongue slid out to collide with mine. I grinded myself against her as she slid her hand down my pants. A horn honked at us, giving us. Of course, he agreed.Karen and Kirk walked into the kitchen, hand in hand, where he met her parents, apparently waiting up for her. Her dad was pleasant enough, but was obviously judging the boy. Her mom was super nice and made them sit at the table and have some milk and cookies. Seriously.Karen was an only child, and they were understandably proud and protective of her. Karen cringed at every compliment they laid on her and rolled her eyes at every question they asked him. He listened to the. She quickly explained that she was summoned to go to the Royal House with her Colombian client and her translator and would not be able to make it an arraignment hearing she had with a new client in the afternoon. She vaguely hoped that the hearing would be too important and that Anyia would have to wait. However, her supervisor told her to immediately go to the Royal House and that he would call the committee to postpone her client’s hearing. Kim hung up. ‘How great. How fucking wonderful..