.. sometime ... I guess."Thwack! The flat of her hand had come down hard on his flank. "Youch!" he reacted."Wrong answer, mister!" she snarled, only p...rtly feigning anger."Uhmmm ... is the right answer ... now?" he smiled."Yes. Give the man ten points if he can say the words," she teased."My dearest Bonnie, I love you with all my heart. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?" He had tried to be serious and yet, somehow it sounded glib."No! Not until you do it. So maine ye baat ko lekar apni class teacher ko kaha to unhone mujhe class ki ek ladki yaani palak ko kaha ki vo meri madad Kare gi to usne haa karde jis karan mujhe uske saath bethna pada palak kya sexy ladki hai bade bade breast gulab jaise gaal-hoth aur choot ke bare mein mat poocho jis karan mujhe use sex karne ki echa jag gayi main jab uske paas betha tho mujhe laga ki vo khush hai ki mein uske paas betha hoo usi waqt jab hamare maths ki class chal rahe thi tab achanak usne pencil niche. Mukesh quickly pulled her back up and kissedher, she had been away from him all day and most of all, with othermen, and Mukesh needed to be close to his wife again. He picked her upand put her on the sofa at the side of his office. Richna opened herlegs, her pussy wet, waiting to be taken by the man she loved so much.The tip of his cock pushing gently into her wet slit, slowly, inch byinch, lost in a kiss as they came closer.Suddenly Raghu entered the room.“Excuse me,” he exclaimed, “I require. While kissing I rubbed ass. She started to moan loudly. Again I was trying to pull her nighty above her waist, but she resist me and our conversation starts.Versha: it’s enough.Me: I want to see your boobs.Versha: No. It’s not good.Me: please I am in lust on you.Versha: But you are like my son.Me: I love you. I want to fuck you.She got angry and tried to move from there. I hold her and pressing her boobs. She didn’t resist and stand quite. Then I moved my hand inside of her nighty and pressing.