Mai bahot pareshan ho gaya tha kyu ki didi ke bare me mujhe aisa khayal ya imagination pehle kabhi bhi nahi hua tha. Ha lekin ek baat hai ki didi ne a...j tak mujse aise baat bhi nahi ki thi.Ye sab soch raha tha utne me didi mera room open kar ke bahar aa gai aur fir se kitchen ki aur chali gayi. Jab didi kitchen me ja rahi thi tab pehli baar maine didi ko lustful nazro se dekha. Real me usne apni bra remove kar di thi kyu ki blouse ki andar straps ke nishan jo dikh rahe the wo gayab the. Didi ko. She lived on her own and my wife was quite pleased if I did a few odd jobs round her house, cutting grass etc. Weeks had passed since the wanking incident and to my relief nothing had been said. I had been cutting the grass in her back garden and was tidying up when she asked me if i wanted a drink, I declined and said I needed to get home for a shower as I was dusty and sweaty after mowing the substancial lawn. Rose (not real name) asked if I would like to take a shower there ? I thought why. Her hand moved down and she fumbled as she unzipped Osips flies.She pulled his pants open and his cock sprang out already erect. Elaine shuffled clumsily off the edge of the sofa and she was on her knees on the rug. She looked over and wagged her finger at me drunkenly and said You are naughty.I know what you want and thats what you will get Then she leaned down and took THe guys cock in her mouth and started to suck him. After a few minutes she stopped and even more slurred said Is thish wodge. “She is a friend of mine,” the waitress conceded with a smile when she saw him glance at the serviette. “She might be able to help with your needs.”His face ferruled in confusion, “I don’t…”“Perhaps you might want to give her a call.” Vickie coaxed smiling. “She is a priestess of massage, John.” Then she gathered up the wad of money, turned, and walked away. “Thanks, Vickie, I think,” he mumbled as he watched her perfect ass disappear behind the bar. He rose from his his chair, waved and with.