Mene dekha ke uncle bed par lete hue aur meri biwi change kar rahi hai usne sari utar di aur blouse aur petticoat bhi uske baad almari mese vahi silve... vali bra and panty set nikala aur pahen liya aur uncle ke pass jake beth gayi, uncle ne uske pith pe hath firya aurUncle: aaj to jane man bahot time hai to aaram se karengemeri biwi: boli thik haiuncle: paas aa jana kehke use apne paas sula diya aur kissing karne lagemeri biwi: rehne douncle: tum itni mast hai ke tuje chhodne ka man hi nahi. Now she started playing with milky boobs of payal and as payal use to bite her more she was pinching her nipples and biting them as return gift. Now payal was more vocal and started murmuring slowly. Weakest point on payal’s body was her boobs and nipples which was being exploited by rachna well. Payal started saying that saali aur joooooorrrr se dabaaaaa unko,aur jor se, aur jor se,. Masal de dono chuchiyon ko, doodh nikaal de dono se, Aur joooorrrr, auuurrr jor se daba kutttttiiii.Now payal. Please keep me posted at Recently my two stories were published in ISS and I am glad people loved it. I am taking this opportunity to thank all my readers.This story is not related to the neither of above stories but sharing yet another true event of my life.I had just started my professional career after completing my graduation. I and one of my friends found a sharing apartment where the owner agreed to accommodate us and shared a room along with attached bathroom in their flat. Our room was. It was one of the few places that I would fit with my cast. Theresa was in a chair, across from me, and Jessica was sitting on the floor between us.The two bags that Jessica had brought in were in her room, waiting.This was time to get down to, as my mother would say, 'brass tacks.' I had always wondered where that expression came from, but not enough to look it up. At any rate, here we are."I want to hear the details," I said."John," Theresa said, in a tone that sounded like she really didn't.