Meri didi oor m dono college m the oor dono hi virgin the oor unke bade bade chuche dekh krr mera kbse unko chodne ka mann tha kya btaau.Iss baar mne ...ocha kyu na ek chance liya jaaye ek baar subh didi bathroom m nhaa rhi thi oor unka door khula hua tha,unka bathroom attached tha bedroom se isliye vha koi nhi aata th toh unhe shyd dhyaan hi tha ki m us room m aunga, m jbb room m gya to dekha didi k saare clothes bed p h iska mtlb didi bathroom m nhaa rhi h to m room k bahr chla gya oor wait. He waved at us, Hira and me, and shouted a bright "good morning". In the hallway behind us I heard Malik whisper something like "Mash’Allah".Before that night I'd seen Hira maybe a couple or three times a week, usually trailing behind her husband in the street. After that night I didn't see her again until New Year. In October I'd got a better paid job in Manchester but was back in Leeds for the holidays when I saw her again. I went into the corner shop as she was just leaving. She was. Her moaning was too loud and motivating and she also used to praise me for that in between her moaning hmm ahhhaaa good sahi hai aaaaaaahhhh aour kar aah hmm just don’t stop” and caressed my head and hair from behind. I went on it for another 15-20 minutes when she pulled me back up kissed me and told me to bring ma prick towards her mouth. She first saw it carefully holding it in her hand then she caressed it and kissed the tip of my wet prick and she brought her lips out and tasted it. Slowly. She asked me to leave the room so that she could get changed. I did so and went into her brothers room so that I could talk to him, all the while I was listening for her coming out of her room so that I could sneak in and feel the stockings.A little later on I heard her come out of her room to go use the bathroom so I excused myself from her brothers room and snuck into her bedroom again. I then crept under the bed and laid there listening for her to come out, as I couldn't find the stockings.