Chlo utho muh hath dho lo main chae naashta lgati hu..Jetha apna phone uthata hai aur tarak ko phone krta hai..Jetha: gud moning mehta sahibTarak: gud...mrng jetha lalJetha: mehta sahib iyer gya.. Arre kuch kriye jaldi… Maine raat se bhut mushkil control kiya hai..Tarak: chlo aadhe ghante mein niche milo.Fir jetha aur tarak nha dho kr nashta kr ke milte hain..Tarak: aao bhi jetha lal kaise ho??Jetha: kya puchte ho mehta sahib. Bhut mushkil mein hun..Tarak: chlo mere ghr ki outside mein bethte. He expertly opened it and poured it into the two glasses. I held his hand and pulled him along to the balcony. His hands were big and strong, just like I remembered them. The balcony was rather large and had a nice round table and some comfortable chairs to sit and relax. We didn´t. We stood and toasted, and sipped the bubbly, meanwhile staring into each other´s eyes. He then put his glass down on the table and took mine and placed it next to his. He looked into my eyes, the way you see in. Out of the blue I started kissing her, she was surprised and started protesting. I stood up and closed the door(It was partially open), my heart was beating so fast. She was in a state of shock, could not say anything and froze for a moment. I thrust myself on her and started kissing her on lips, which was one-sided. I was already mad about her, I started crushing her boobs hard, she was not fighting back as it was unexpected and she was shocked. Suddenly I put a hand inside her churidar,. He put his arms around her waist then felt up the girl’s puffy breasts with his hands. He rubbed the areolae with his fingers and gently squeezed the girl’s nipples then gently kissed Gemma’s neck and ears and the back of her head with its black, curly shoulder length hair. One hand also managed to find its way down between Gemma’s legs to play with her ‘rhino horn’ and fondle that light smattering of pubic hair. Keith’s fingers squished and plucked at that awesome little piece of Gemma’s naked.