'Gemma, lose the clothes, baby.' My voice sounds thick and husky, undoubtedly in anticipation of how this evening will be received by my new plaything...Gemma smiles, her eyes bright as she swiftly loses the dress she is wearing. It pools on the floor, quickly to be joined by the pretty pale pink underwear. As she undresses for me I unfasten my pants, freeing my straight rigid cock. Wrapping my fingers around it I stroke along its length two or three times, flooding its crown with pre-cum. Gemma. Immidiataly they delivered the doubt of shifting family.he explained them everything and they are bit happy cause they like their grandparents. In the bedroom rahul enquired about rani.Rani was their previous maid servant.She worked in their home for around 6 years.but recently she went back to her village as her husband facing some health problems.kavitha asked her to arrange some other maid from their village as it is difficult to get a maid in the city.She was supposed to come on that day. "Remember" dad warned as they got in, "No wild parties and don't forget to lock up at night"We stood waving as the taxi went down the long driveway, well at least I was waving with one hand, the other being up underneath the back of my sister's short skirt stroking her lovely little bottom through the gossamer thin material of her panties,With one last wave we closed the door and she turned to face me leaning back against the door,"Why have we still got our clothes on?" Why indeed?" I laughed. I tried to ignore it but the more I rode the stronger the feeling got and the more I had to rub it. The feeling in my cootchie kept getting stronger and as I was riding home it suddenly felt like I was going to pee in my panties. I had to get off my bike - I couldn't ride it any more - because I thought I was going to wet myself. When I got off my bike and began walking home I could tell that my panties were wet. I thought I had peed myself. I put my hand down there and touched my panties and.