. He udhar se ek sweet sa voice ata he o mere bare me puchti he puri jankari lati he ..Or bate karti he 2 de 3 din hun bate karte he unko sequre lagne...ke bad vo service ke bare me puchti he ………Unko 2din ke liye chaye tha me raji hu jata hu …..To meeting fix ho jati he o apna adress send kar dati he may unke bata ye gaye adress pe gaya or jake call kiya to unhone apna flat no bate he may unke doar ka bail bajate he darvaja khulta he me dekhe ke hairan ho jata hu …..Unko figar kya mast tha. I parked my car in a discrete corner of the quiet carpark … the sky turned grey liked it was about to rain … luck was on my side again … just when I shut the engine … the rain started to pour … good … natural screening of our internal activity. Not wasting any time, I turned to her and put my hands on her breasts. FUCK … it is huge … I cupped one … it is fucking big … but soft, suggesting that they are 100% natural … I was thinking if they turned out to be implants, I would kick her sorry ass. When she went to the second floor she reached near the family. She covered herself behind a pillar. She got stunned looking at the view. The man was fucking his wife with his 9″ long shaft and was vigrously going in and out like a piston of the steam engine. She could see in the lantern light that his wife was enjoying the fuck some of the light was there on to her pussy. She must have discharged and her discarged was converted into foam after repeated pushes of her husband. Meghna stood there. By the time the week was out she was watching my eyes a lot more. At first I wondered if maybe it was because she was trying to catch me ogling her, but the look in her eyes didn't reflect that sort of sentiment. I noticed that during our evening discussions, where before we would often sit side by side or back to back watching the stars, she now began positioning herself in such a way that she could look me in the face without moving too much. Finally I caught the thought that she considered.