Fir khana khana bhi to hai me doodh pine laga bahut meetha doodh tha mujhe bahut maja aaraha tha mene dono aaurto ka doodh piya tha isliye ab mami ka ...oodh aana band ho gaya tha mami boli bus ab tum baad me pina k mami ne aapna blouse band kerte hue kaha ab badi chachi choti chachi choti mami khana leke jaise hi hall me aai unhone hume dekh liya wo maa ko boli didi bache ki aabhi se doodh pila diya ab vikas kya khana khayega maa boli kha lega khana mera beta badi chachi boli beta doodh tumne. Though the whole situation was pre-planned and just a drama, nothing else. The heroin of this drama was my house owner’s middle aged wife Sulekha Bhabi. I have rented this apartment in March 2010, my flat is at the ground floor. From the very beginning when I first met Sulekha Bhabi, I attracted to her liquid eyed lusty sight. When she stares at my eyes, I seemed she can see the bottom of my mind. I also think that she is a mind reader; otherwise she couldn’t make the trap for me so easily.. I straighten up a bit and lean into you even more, my lips soft against your cheek but searching for your lips. You finally turn your head and kiss me. Your tongue slips into my mouth and I can taste rum, yummy! My tongue starts to explore too and I briefly wonder if you can taste rum on me as well.I can smell you; again, masculine and intoxicating to me. It makes me want to take your cock inside me right now, this very instant. But I know all good things come to those who wait. So I break our. This is great for me, as I know neither Peter nor his wife used the pool in the evening, which leaves it free for my sole use.One evening I'd finished my swim, showered and was drying myself in the one changing room when the door opened and in walked a little girl, aged about six or seven. Her mother quickly followed her. They were obviously not expecting anyone to already be there, especially a naked man. The mother was in her early thirties and looked quite tasty. As soon as she saw me her.