Ye kahani meri or mere tau ke ladke ki wife(bhabi) ke bare me h. Unka name radha (fake) h. Story se pahle thoda bhabhi ke bare me bta du. Height 5 fee... 4 inch h rang gora size 34-28-36 h. Jab wo shadi karke ghar aayi mai tabhi se use chodna chahta tha. Jab b wo chalti thi to hilti gand ko dekhkar lund khda ho jata tha. Kayi baar sapno me uski chudayi kar chuka tha. Uski or bhai ki age me 8 years ka difference h. Bhabhi- devar ke riste ke bare me to aap jante hi h.aksar hasi mjak hota rahta. The Araxie certainly wasn’t complaining, even the most mundane of things were a novelty to her, every shop window a new dimension of wonder and excitement. By the time they found a suitable place to eat, they were near the end of the tourist quarter, and they had been exploring and chatting for maybe an hour.It was somewhere between a pub and a restaurant. The signs on the sculpted exterior advertised drinks, but they seemed to serve food too, and there was no loud music or flashing strobe. I took one nipple into my mouth and swallowing another boob was under sqeez in my other palm…..she was mooning……and her thighs were hott and touching my dick…i slowly put my hands on her slimmy buttocks and pressed towards me her cunt(pooku) was wet and little hairy….we moved on to bed and i made her lay on bed and opened her folded thighs apart…………………and positioned into 69 ….my face was burried into her thighs and her silky pubic hairs was brushing my lips…i opened her cunt lips and a lusty. "Just your imagination, kiddo," she consoled herself, "it's your first night alone in a creaky old house and it's psyched you out a little, that's all."First night jitters or no, it was like trying to sleep on the set of some cut-rate horror movie -- a knock-off Gone With The Wind meets Freddie Kruger. She rolled over on her side and stared at the red numbers glaring out at her from the bedside clock. It was already 3:15 in the morning."God, I'll be getting up in just three hours," she groaned.