Ohhh ohh Ramesh hit I am ok i am ok hit me hard & hard hit me. Uhhh uhhh aaa aaa.Yes mom hitting hitting uhhhh uhhh dhada dhad dhada dhada Ramesh was ...itting her.But didi was tired. She was resting on me.I was resting on sofa. She rubbed my nipple hard & suck other. Aaaha aaaha uhhh aaaa uuuuuu. Didi my hand was pressing her boobs tightly. she was also moning.Ramesh bhai take rest.ohh yes mom. Pls i am sitting. U just dance.We both were sitting & they were sitting on us. Slowly they are fucking. I asked her to take a walk with me and I would explain. She followed and I slowed until she caught up. The bank was becoming more overgrown and the footpath much more private. Across the river were deserted fields. I found a comfortable patch of grass on the bank and sat down. She stopped and looked at me."Look here", I said. "I feel terribly bad about asking you this. But you're ever so pretty and I'm feeling a little lonely. If you'll just spend twenty minutes sitting here and chatting to me. Even the feeding proposal was very generous with a continental breakfast every morning, a packaged lunch including fruit and drinks each mid-day and a full dinner each night at the luxury hotels or a restaurant of your choice with varied menus. Tips were also included.I spotted the section that called for miscellaneous expense coverage for Entertainment in Amsterdam in the famous "Red Light" district and even a free coupon for personal companion services overnight in Paris. The overnight in. Pinching, caressing, kissing, cuddling and a lot more.“Chalo, ab main fresh ho k aati hun..” she saidI asked “Ku ? Kahin jana hai kya ? Waise let me tell you we are not going to college..” and winked at her.“Haan toh college ka to mera bhi mann nahi hai but fresh to hona padega.” she said and got to her feet holding the bed sheet to cover her.At that instinct, my mind got a bit naughty and I held her “Aaj to main tumhe washroom nahi jaane dunga..”“Pagal ho kya ?? I need to go to get fresh..”.