“You don’t know how beautiful you are,” she went on, still in that hushed, intimate tone. We sat in complete silence for a minute or so. I felt ... blush rise on my cheeks, no doubt fostered by several sips of that good wine. I knew something was about to happen, something I was unsure of, a parched thirst that I wanted sated. “You are.” “No I’m not,” I stammered, shaking my head. “You are. You just haven’t realized it yet.” “I’m…” Francesca put her wine down and took my hand, her touch. . Mera lund abhi b utha hua tha me jaldi se bathroom gya aur hilane laga.Us din maa aur meri nazre milti rahi par humne us baare me baat nh ki me maa k boobs ko hi dekhe ja rha tha aur maa b wo dekh rhi thi agle din me ghar pe hi tha aur papa bahar gye the wahi dopahar la time hua humne khana khaya aur me tv dekh raha tha maa b apna khana khatam krke kitchen me chali gayi me tv dekhte dekhte beech mai maa ki gand dekh rha tha aisa krte hue maa ne mujhe kai baar dekh liya aur me nazre hata. He dressed n left. She was lying on sofa. I came and sat on bed n was thinking ashamed that I enjoyed my gf sex session. After sometime mona entered in bed n saw me there n got froze as she was completely naked with Samir cum on her body.I got close to her n slapped her hard n said “ I came here to surprise you took keys from your roommate n thought of surprising you but I was surprised to see that you are bitch, and a third grade prostitute.” I feeling disgusting to be your bf. She was crying. As I walked through the basement I could clearly hear the conversation that Barbara and Mary were having. Then I noticed that you had left your ladder in the middle of the floor. As I walked by the ladder the voices in the kitchen got even cleared. When I looked up I could see part of the kitchen through the old register. Out of curiosity I climbed the latter for a better look and there in front of me was the kitchen table. When I looked under the table I found myself looking directly up.