It just had to be. Nothing else would do. Perfection. ‘Good girl.’ The words echoed off the sides of her mind. Bounced for an eternity from neuron...to neuron. How many times had she heard those words? Had many times had her Nana praised her for being her ‘good little girl?’ When she sat so still in church. When she sat her peas. Even when she just waited patiently for her to finish her doll’s dress. She placed the final stitch that would hold the bow in place. She knew that it would not last. He licks her clit, and she moans wildly. His face is now pressed into her soft flesh, and his tongue flicking around. "Oh my god, baby!' she moans louder.Michael didn't know what to expect, but he was really enjoying doing this for her. It was his first time trying it, and he was happy that she was enjoying it. Her moaning was really turning him on, and he began to get hard again. He continued to eat her out, and stroke his dick in the process.After a few minutes, "Oh fuck, Michael. I want you. She lifted her hips looseness the nada of her saree and petticoat.Then she looked me.She wanted my lap.She brought her head to my lap , faced down .I removed saree from upper body. Her back was naked for me to access , yet I did want to feast on it.I touched her spine, gently pulled each muscle up and down till she moaned.Then I pressed her arms and hands carefully. In the same way I had massaged her back. I Lifted her saree from knees to waist and lifted it upto chest level, and gently. Tabhi bhabhi mere pass aayi aur mere hatho ko apne hath me pakad liya. Mujhse ab ruka nhi gya, main jhat se apne honth unke hontho par rkh diye aur jor jor se unhe kiss karne lag gya. Main jor jor se unke hontho ka rass pee rha tha.Main – Bhabhi wo ladkiya aane wali hai.Bhabhi – Maine aaj sabki chutti kar rkhi hai. Aaj sirf main aur tu hi hai mere raja. Aaj tu meri pyas bhuja de.Ye sun kar main pagal sa ho gya, maine bhabhi ka blouse pakad kar ek dam khinch diya. Jisse unke blouse ke hooks toot.