Bhabhi ne apne dono motiGoole goora gaand ko kola wide isse bar jab lund ka topa ander jaa rah tha Bhabhi ko dare houaa. Muhje kuch dar lagne laaga pa... gaand marne ki hawas zada thi Bhabhi par. Jaise hi lund ander gaya Bhabhi jo chillaye muhje gussa aaya muhje bhut maza aane lagaBhabhi ki muliam moti gaand kulle mera badan par current dene lagi main Bhabhi ko chup karne ki khoshi ki par Bhabhi apne haath marne lagi jab neech gaand pe dekha toh pura ka pura Lund Bhabhi ki gaand ander tha aurVoh. She made me wear a thin saree along with low-cut jacket and designer inners. She took me to his guest house and we waited for some time. I was extremely nervous.After minutes he arrived. Bit about him here. He is aged around 45 with lots of money and political power. I got even more nervous. My friend said that she will be with me for some time to make sure that I become normal. All three sitting there and he was having some drinks and looked me like hell. It took some time for me to behave. Crazy thing is, he looked suspiciously good for his age. In truth, Viola would never guess Robin was a father, and a father of more than one. The only real giveaways were the light brown hairline, which was almost on a line with his ears, and the slight belly that reminded Viola of old film actors. Whenever Viola got a look at him, half the time he was in an A-shirt, often decorated with some kind of reference to a film or show. Of course, that drew attention to his arms, which were very well. With a lot of the girls finished eating, and the rich ones out on the town, the cafeteria was nearly empty. We sat at a table at the furthest corner away from any big ears."You ever have the feeling of Déjà vu, Wendy?" I asked her."Sure," she said. "It's a common thing, thinking or feeling that you've done something before when you really haven't."Time to fib a bit."Well, since I woke up in hospital, that's the way I feel. But it's more than a feeling," I whispered, "I seem to.