That is... Imean..." I stammered, trying and failing to remember the clever story Ihad prepared about this design and fabric.I took a breath."Yes, its...my design," I managed.There was a pause. Then I wondered."How could you tell?" I asked him, now curious why he had asked.He took a step toward me and examined the vest more closely."Well, the stitching isn't good enough for it to be any of the houseshere and the cut is just ever so slightly off so either you don't mindwearing things that weren't. He felt something being put around his neck and felt a small train of some sort of string slide across his back as Holly walked around in front of him. Now her prim skirt was gone, her panties soaked through with precious pussy juices. In her hand was the handle of a leash, the publisher realizing that she had put him in a leashed collar. You are getting just a little too hot there mister, she teased him once she sat down. Her white legs opened to show the almost transparent gusset of her thin. The ceiling is super high up, and there's a second floor bacony overlooking the two of you that is currently empty of onlookers. There is a couple different rooms branching off from the foyer, but you can't really tell offhand what they are or where they lead.You hear the front door click shut behind you as you continue observing and taking everything in. She continues explaining about the many different definitions of family before finally culminating with an introduction. "...but anyway, I'm. Chachi ko mai waise hi dekhne laga aur mera lund tight ho gaya, bathroom me jake maine mera load utar dala,aur sonekelie jaane laga chachi saree ke upar hi soti thi.Unhone mere saamne pallumeki pin inkale aur mere bajume sone lagi.aur unhe dekhte dekhte hi muze nind aa gai. Achanak subeh door bell baji aur cahachi apni saree thik karke darwaja kholne gai to waha hamara doodhwala tha hamara doodhwala 45 saal ka aadmi tha aur hatta katta tha aur uska naam sanju tha.chachi ne aur sanjune ekdusre.