Aap bura to nahi maanogi na?”Mummy dekh ke thoda shocked thi.Mummy, “Tum drink bhi karte ho? Chalo thik hai. Kar lo. Par isko aadat mat banao.”S...urav bhaiya, ” Main daily nahi drink karta. Woh to aapne bola na. Paneer hai lunch mein. Aur aapke makhmali haatho se bana paneer butter masala to aur makhmali ho jata hai. Bas usi ke maze lene le aaya.”Mummy, (hasste hue) “Chalo thik hai. Mujhe itna maska mat lagao. Kar lo drink.”Mummy ne bhaiya ko 1 glass la ke diya. Taaki bhaiya isme drink bana ke. We sneaked away to my house and fed each other cream, strawberries and other fresh fruit as we talked massaged, and kissed passionately . I massaged her feet, sucked her toes, as I worshipped her, we decided getting Bob out of the house so we could fuck all over it became our priority. So we hatched a plan to do so, the next day she made plans with him to go away for the weekend at a nearby vacation spot. One the weekend came, she phoned him and told him that she had to work late so he should. "Why don't we start with a tour of the back seat?"Reg gulped nervously, his face flushing again. "Umm ... uh ... okay," he said. He took his keys from his pocket and pushed the electronic lock button. The truck chirped, its lights flashed twice, and the door locks shot up. Reg opened the rear door for her and she climbed inside. He followed quickly behind.The back seat was actually quite luxurious. Large enough to carry three passengers in comfort, the seats were leather and there was plenty of. The first thing she learned was how incredibly fast these instructors really were. She ended up being hit with a blunted sword almost at will, and it seemed they didn't believe in light taps to demonstrate errors. She could swear he was hitting her at full speed or damn close to it! She had thought she was quick with a sword, but against these short men and their puny swords, most about half the length of hers, she had a difficult time blocking maybe one out of ten. It was embarrassing and.