Her mother had certainly pampered the pretty girl from earliest childhood and groomed her to better herself someday, meaning to marry somebody above h...r peasant stand.Pelle had seen her many times and she was so pretty that she made his heart ache. Of good height, she had a finely developed body with long legs. Her face under the braided blonde hair was that of an angel, with large, impossibly blue eyes and shaded by dark blonde lashes. Her fine nose and her kissable mouth were in the dreams of. She always tease me cause I’m young and she always say bhaiya koi sexy punjaban dhoond do delhi se or punjab se and i always tell her bhabi aap jaisi pataka ho to theek ha then she ask me oh really mere mein aisa kya hai, I said bhabi kya nahi hai? sir se par tak hot ho.I go to gym reguraly ek din she ask muje bhi kuch exercise batao mein moti ho rahi ho tu mene kaha kis angle se to wo boli kabhi fir dikhanugi kis angle se then she had a naughty smile on her face then ek din she foned me and. "Miss Lisa, are you alright?" she asked while keeping the triumphant grin from her face.Face nearly as red as her hair, Lisa gulped. "Y-yes, I'm fine. Sorry about the mess. At, at least the cup was empty." Never mind about the mess Miss Lisa, I'm just glad you weren't hurt." Moving as fast as her spike heels would let her; Betty went and fetched a dustpan and brush. She could have used a broom, but this allowed her to gracefully kneel before the obviously flustered young woman. Face nearly at. He began to kiss her neck and her chest, as he moved to her breasts. She felt the roughness of his face, as he kissed in between them. She began to push off his pants with her legs, as he kissed her more passionately. She whispered in his ear take me, take me my darling. As he slid inside of her, he whispered to her as he looked into her eyes I love you!, she whispered I love you to. She felt him inside of her, they kissed with even more passion, as they made love, feeling lost in each others.