I remember that shameful Saturday afternoon like the still-painfully haunting memory it is, cursing myself for it every time my laughable excuse for a...brain decides that it’s time for my daily dose of self-indulgent reminiscence in the sheer innumerable chances I keep passing on.She—for the sake of simplicity, let’s just refer to the lady in question by the female pronouns—was a casual friend. We had met at one of these bloated, generic open-air rock music festivals that desperately followed. Aur aaj mai yahan ek story like aaya hoon jo ki mere saath last month October me hui mere bua ki ladki jo ki dekhne me gori hai uska name hai sneha height 5ft 3inc ki hogi aur figure to uska mast hai 32-25-30 mai jab bhi bua k ghar jata tha to use dekh kar mera lund khada ho jata tha magar kuch kar nahi pata tha.Last month wo hamare ghar par aayi hui thi dasehara manane aayi hui thi aur ham ravan ko jalta dekhne k liye ja rahe the kewal mai aur wo hi the aur bhid bhi itni thi ki ham dono hath. Okati aipoy 2nd beer poyadam start chesadu nenu vaddu annanu.Aina vinipinchukokunda na notlo posesaru.Ika naku tala tirugutundi ventane na hands legs free chesi nannu nilabettaru.Nenu kinda padipotunte ramesh nannu pattukuni hall lo tisukelli sofa lo padesadu.Ventane ika lip to lip kiss pedutu sandlu pisukutu fingering cheyadam start chesadu.Naku full mood vachindi ika ra ra anatam start chesanu.Vadu ventane na pussy ni cheekadam start chesadu.Naku full mood vachindi.Ramesh ra nannu dengi. Christy turn to me, “Help yourself to the tea in the refrigerator, while I put the baby down and the glasses are in the cupboard to the right.” “Do you mind me freshening up in the bathroom?” I asked. Christy responded, “Hey Mike, do you mind if I take a quick shower, I am quite sweaty myself.” “Well, we are on water restrictions, do you like to shower with a friend?” “Sure my shower is big enough for two, come with me now, I can help you out of those tight shorts.”Two minutes later, we were.