I’d like you to meet her. We’re church-goers and she won’t date someone who isn’t a Christian. I’ve hung around with you here enough to feel...comfortable with you and about you. Why don’t you follow me home Friday? My wife and I will have her over. At worst, you’ll get a good meal.”“Matt, I guess so. I’m two for two with girls who aren’t Christians and have decided not to date another. Your sister sounds okay. What’s her name?”“Her name is Rachel. She’s my sister but I think she’s pretty. Irene. Her name is surna reka. Her body stat is 38-36-40. You can imagine how big boobs ,she is not fat but her boobs are awesome and she is 5.5 feet tall fair complexion. Since from my marriage i had an eye on my mil. We used to stay very closer to mil home and their family consist of my mil, fil and my wife. On every weekly off myself and my wife used to go their home and spend time with them.She used to wear only sari at home and the way she wear sari is in exposing stage. Always her deep navel. I hope it meets with your approval. I have been very excited to become your girl… not sure if I should consider myself your girl, your pet or your slave, but I am sure you will tell me how you think of me when you’re ready. I have to confess that I have been watching you, Sir, for a few weeks now, and getting more excited by the day, as I have been getting closer and closer to the moment when I could introduce myself to you. I looked up at Anya. She must have guessed what I had just read as she. He was panting hard as he had climbed a mountain. “Was it good?” Narendra had the balls to ask his wife. “Yes! Very exciting,” she said pushing away his plum body, whose weight now made breathing difficult for her. Narendra fell on the other side of the bed – panting hard. In less than five minutes he was snoring. But Pramila was wide-awake. A fire raged in her body. She was horny as hell. She wanted to kick the ass of her stupid husband who did not know how to fuck. She lay motionless in an.