A final yr ka mae apne parents ka ek lota ladka huun, dad ke pas paise ki koi kami nahi he, mere kafi dost bhi hein par mae apne doston me waqt bitana...nahi pasand karta kyon ki mera mizaj kuch esa he ke mae akele waqt guzarna pasand karta huun yaa kisi sweet si lady yaa kuwari lakiyon ke saath, jiski wajha se mere kafi orton se dosty he jo 1-2 bachon ki maa he or aaj tak mae 5 shadi shuda orton ko or 3 kuwari ladkiyon ko sex kar chuka huun, jisme se ek lady to mere bache ki ma ban chuki he par. Helluva note, and like I said, I sure as hell could relate.One thing in particular I was grateful for: I didn’t have to make a speech. I’d really thought that I was going to have to. At one point, near the 9:00 p.m. mark, Claire Cunningham, who of course had also come to the do, and who wasn’t a “wounded” vet, but who had cared for many who were in her duty as an Army nurse, took to the lectern.She read out an honor roll of all of the Purple medaled vets in attendance. I was one of those, and. “Can I touch you? I mean, we could take our clothes off.”“You want to touch me? How?” Victoria was getting freaked out by her friend’s strange behaviour.Drawing her friend towards her, Elise lifted up Victoria’s skirt and stroked her lightly, but meaningfully between her legs. “You and your sister are both deeply sensual people, but you just ooze sexuality Victoria.”Moving her fingers up and down Victoria’s crotch, she was meeting with little or no resistance and was sensing that her friend was. Most of the times she used to be alone at home as her kids would be at tuitions and husband worked till late at a bank. Everytime I went to her house I used to get chances to stare at her ass and cleavage when she bent. Many times I got the chance to have a look at her arm pits as she wore sleeveless dress at those times. I wanted to fuck her badly since many years and I finally got the chance last year.So, Last year when I went back to home from hostel during summer vacations, mom and dad both.