To my astonishment i found her to be very modern and sits cross legged, i peep in to her ass cleave without her notice.once she acknowledged but prete...ded not to mind. But later i discovered her to be utmost loyal to her hubby. Things worked well as she decided to join for a msc (part time course in the university where iam working). In the first day of her class she asked for my companionship while returnig from class.that day it was heavy raining and the saree though not tansparent stuck to. They talked of foreplay, climaxes and positions, all of which I knew to be far more romantic, intimate and wondrous than their blokeish bluster gave credit for.But one of them mentioned something that stopped me in my tracks, glad that the glass I almost dropped was empty. Now this I hadn't tried. Would I want to, though? It sounded a bit revolting but this lad (did I mention, they were all four pantie-wetting good-lookers?) was enthusing about it with missionary zeal.I couldn't imagine Frank. The despair that she was beginning to feel left her. If this was to be her fate, then so be it. She would survive - somehow!She scrambled to her sore feet and started walking again. Her every step was the purest agony, and she could no longer resist the imperative need to weep. Her tears mingled with the rain as it swept her tortured body. That beautiful body, delicate and frail, shook with her sobs, but she still kept on, never once flinching from her destiny.This weather was dreadful enough,. Dekhne lagi tabhi bhaiya ne pucha kiya dekh rahi ho me kaha kuch nahi tabhi.Mene bhaiya se pucha aap kab se aisi film dekh rahe hai to bole me pichle do saal se dekh raha hun phir bhaiya ne wapas mujey sawal kiya tum kitne din se dekh rahi ho mene kaha mene pahele kabhi nahi dekhi bass app ne hi mujey dikhai hai me aur bhaiya aise hi bate karne lage aur whisky pite rahe aur humara 3rd round ho raha tha (dosto me bhaiya se poori khul gayi thi .bhiya kabhi meri chuchi ko nighty ke upar se masal.