15 min ke bad maine unki kamiz utar di. Unhone wohi black bra pehni thi jisse maine muth mara tha. Wo itna low cut ka tha ki sirf unke nipples chip ra...e the.Fir maine bra straps ko side me lejakar unki bra ko niche lekar aaye. Ab maine unke bade bade boobs ko chose ne laga. Wo moan karne lagi, mera emotion aur bad gaya. Fir main unke nipples chosne laga. Maine itni der tak chosa ki unka dudh mere muh meh bhar raha tha. Fir maine apne kapde utadiye aur unka salwaar bhi utar diya.Ab wo panty main. That wasn’t a lie.”“Semantics!”“Can be useful sometimes. Anyway, I was anonymous. They might be able to trace this mobile phone but so what? I had reason to be on Romney Marsh and I have no connection with the car’s owner. I have done what a good citizen should do. If the police act promptly your friend can have his Porsche back in the morning. He might have to use his four wheel drive to pull it out, but I’m sure the Porsche is still roadworthy and almost undamaged.”“Thank you.”“For what?”“For. My parents moved to U.K when I was very young. We got in contact with several mixed families with a nice blend of British and Indian culture and I started dating a guy right after my high school.I was barely 18 and a few months when our families allowed us to marry the guy I liked. My in-laws were half Indian and half British due to some intermarriages in their family.My in-laws’ comprises of my two very sexy sister-in-laws. One was married and was in the mid 30’s and the younger one was in the. Soon Judy and Amber were also at his bedside. Bill looked up and smiled as he, so fondly, remembered the days when they all had so much fun together. Ambers face was a dichotomy of emotions. Her warm, graceful smile showed the relief from his survival and the comfort from having her friends around her, but her red, puffy eyes, tear stained face, and worried brow showed the torment she was going through. Over the next few days Bill was doing well. His strength was returning and, with the help of.