When I got there, I realised I'd been missing something. It billed itself as a boutique hotel. Not far from Tate Modern and the Globe Theatre, it was ... short walk from Borough Market and the City itself.I got to the sixth floor and the restaurant. Daphne was already there. As I walked in she was chewing on a mouthful of food that had her face stuffed as well as the gags that we use in the Prep Centre. She barely paused in her eating and waved me across to join her. The remains of a rump steak,. .Bhabhi ko jora dar lip kis kar diay…Me or bhabhi ek dusre ki jib chus rahe the..Me bhi eka hath se bhabhi k bubbs daba rahatha. Or dusra. Bhabhi ki nity ko upar karke sidha bhabhi ki chut me ugali se khela ne laga…Fir bhai ko kiss kar rahatha bobbs daba raha tha. Or chut me ungali se khel raha tha…Jise mene chut me ungali gusadi bhabhi uchal padi chu tight thi…..Ungali bhi. Tight gai andar. Bhabhi n kaha vo pichale kai salo se chudi nai he. Isa liya. .Tight he.Fir ham dono bhabhi k bedroom me. I sat on the bed beside him and he locked the door. I reached out to hold his hand but he kissed me first. This time I kissed back. I couldn't believe how much I liked it. We kept kissing with short soft touches and then he finally kept his mouth against mine and opened his lips. His tongue touched mine and I push it back a little. French kissing was new to me so I was doing my best. I opened my mouth further and let his whole tongue in my mouth. I could feet his braces on my. It was obvious she was scared. What girl wouldn't be when stranded on a barren stretch of road at night? Approaching the girl slowly, John asks: flat tire?She just nods, still looking nervous. With his headlights shining, he can clearly make out her blue eyes, hourglass figure, and breasts that he assumed to be a 34b, although it was hard to tell in her loose fitting t-shirt."My name is John. Pop the trunk, I'll help you out." He says, smiling at her.Flashing a weak smile, the girl responds.