I don’t know why man becomes so mean, and how day by day, our social customs are coming down. Still I feel sorry for that young girl of ten years, w...ose life is being spoiled by her parents only.It happened like this……………………..On 15th of this month I was traveling from Hyderabad to Kazipet in Kazipet passenger. I was in first class. Except two or three, there were no passengers in the compartment. Especially in my cabin no one was there. At 9.30 at night, passenger reached Secunderabad. A family. I woke up late, only to find that my husband had left for work & my wife (yes Sunita) was waiting for me. I woke up, had my coffee & started to disrobe Sunita. I extracted a promise that, whenever we both were alone, there would be no clothes on either of us.I had a idea of fucking Sunitha along with Saro again. I had become a complete bi-sexual, horny slut. I called Saro to see if he was free that weekend. He was ready. I asked him to come to one of the nice hotels in ECR, near Mahabalipuram. "They looked confused and concerned, and I let the moment linger in the air. Then I wrapped my arms around them and confided, "We have to decide who gets to fuck me first."They let out a simultaneous whoop of joy and high-fived one another. I just smiled and said, "I leave the choice to you," and I retired to my bathroom to prepare.From behind the door, I heard them discussing the issue heatedly but amicably, as they recounted and compared their respective acts of kindness and generosity toward. Bhare bhare lala honth, cream jaise naram gaal, uske boobs uski T-shirt se tan gaye the Uska figure 34-24-36 ka tha. Uski gannd ke kule fule hue the aur kamar patli si hai. Usne jeans ki tight pent pahen rakhi thi.Usne black googles utrate hue pukara “Masaji… hay….kaise ho.”“Aree ….. re …… Bina ..my darling, kaisi ho.” Kehte maine usko bahon main bhar liya. Usko kuchh ajnabi nahin laga, kyon ki yehi dastur unke yahan chalta tha.“ Main thik hun, aap kaise ho, masaji.” Usne meri bahon main se.