I dropped my purse and keys while I struggled with him. His strong hand was hard across my mouth, thus preventing me from crying for help. His arm cro...sed my torso, pinning my arms aside. Moving quickly, he easily carried me swiftly to a car with the trunk open. Then he made bend over the edge of the trunk so that my head was in the car and feet trailing out. He used his own weight to hold me in position. Gasping for air, I tried getting my sharp nails into anything I could reach. He wrenched. Main jor se unke boobs ko dabaya aur chumne laga. Who dhakaa dekar boli mujhe se boli abhi tu jaa. Maine bola nahi main nahi jaunga. Boli kya lega tu jaane ka. Main kahan mera lund hila do thoda. Unhone jaldi se mere pant main hath daal kar hilana start kar diya. Thodi der mein main jhad gaya. Maine mami j eke gaal par kiss kiya aur chala gaya.Jab main ghar se bahar nikal raha that oh dekh Priyanka chup kar yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Jaise he main bahar aya usneim poocha kya hua? Kyon ro rahe the?. He was kissing her lips, his left hand pulling her against him and his right hand pushed under her top firmly grabbing her tits. I walked round behind her and slowly started to lift her top as I kissed the nape of her neck. I unclipped her bra and slid it down as far as I could exposing her young pale breasts. Steve reluctantly took his hand away and pulled Pams bra down her arms discarding it on the floor beside them. He then pushed his right hand down the front of her trouser bottoms, into. My father works in a multinational company with a very good salary so we lived a very much comfortable life. My father is very much liberal and never been harsh with us. We were pretty much average in our studies. My mother Priyanka of age 42 is also a pretty liberal woman.She is so nice to me and my brother. We never disobeyed her so she always showers us with love and affection which we crave for. She taught us to share whatever she is providing so we don’t fight much often. She wears saree.