Finally she started to play, the sound was like that of a thousand spring-bed springs jangling in a box and her voice that of a thousand cats braying ...t the moon."You hateful child!" Madame exclaimed, as Grace launched into an Aria in one quay for the Harpsichord and another entirely for her voice, it was awful but clearly deliberate so I joined in in as toneless a manner as I could contrive.Poor Grace could barely contain her annoyance, "Desist!" Madame cried, "You two are impossible, desist I. …….haaaaann. ….haaaa annn…..aur joooor seee….mmmaaajaaaa aaaa gayaaaaa…. ..oooooofff. ….joooooro seeeee…..mmmmm. …..” maine apne bahon ka haar unke gale me daal diya aur unke honthon se apne honth chipka diye. Mai unke honthon ko kaat khaa rahi thi. “le le lele andar lele andar poora….aaaaahhh kyaaaa cheeeej haiiii…….” kahte huye unhon ne mujhe sakti se apni bahon me jakad liya aur apne raas ki dhaar meri yoni me bahana shuru kiya. Maine is mamle me bhi unse haar nahi mani. Mera bhi veerya unke. The gas cap on our car is on the passenger side. As the attendant walked toward the car I lowered the passenger window indicating for him to come to Emma's side of the car."Yes, can I help you?" He said just before he caught site of Emma's thighs, which were showing within two inches of her pussy (not that he knew). "Um, how much did you say?" He stuttered not knowing if he missed what I said while he looked down on Emma's legs."I didn't tell you yet." I responded, hinting that I knew he was. Now, let me not spoil the fun and get back to the story.I went near her to submit the feedback forms but was at a loss for words as soon as I saw her. My hot senior girl kept smiling at me and my mind went blank. That’s when the wind blew in my favour and her saree pallu dropped. Man! Her deep-neck blouse and cleavage were a sight for my sore eyes.I kept mum staring at those huge college girl boobs and didn’t know what to say. Then Nandhini yelled my name, “Arshaannnn..wake up! What are you.