Bua ji bas… Bas haraame baate na chod le blouse utaar rahi hoon ukhaad le jo bhi ukhaadna hai tum 2no ko Aur unhone apna blouse ke saath…saath br... bhi utaar di aur unki 2no bhaari…bhaari choochiyan latak gayi jise ek haath me maine aur ek me anwar ne sambhaala aur hum 2no unki choochi ko bahut der tak masalte rahe bua ji mastaane lagi thi aur hum log unki jaanghon pe haath bhi fer rahe the tab bua ji sisiyaate hue boli haraamiyon khaali dabaate hi rahoge ya aage bhi kuch karoge. Tab hum log. My name is Thomas Johnson jr better known as TJ. My wife Rona and I had arrived at my Parents house late last night Tuesday for my parents anniversary Saturday. It had been a long drive and we both went out as soon as our heads had hit the pillows. I am 5′ 9” tall and weigh 165lbs. I am not a weight lifter nor do I exercise my work is hard enough. I am a millwright, My wife on the other hand has a body men dream about. She has 34 C boobs with a tiny waist and a nicely formed buttocks. I. In the middle of my story, she unwound herself from her cramped position and sat more comfortably in the big chair. However, her eyes never left the space where my voice came from. When I finished my story, she gave me a weak smile."So?" I asked. "Are you still angry with me?" Yes. A little. Both at you as well as at Mom. For missing you when I was a child. For Mom and you not being together as you should have been. You because of what you did without considering the consequences and at her. Now I was massaging her buttocks. While doing so, I intentionally moved one of my fingers in the crack of her buttocks to touch her anus. She moaned, “Aahhh”. I got the courage and lowered her panty up to her knees and started massaging her inner thighs and occasionally touching her pussy, which was wet now. I touched her wet pussy once more. She moaned, “Ohh…! Sanju what are you doing. I’m getting excited.” Saying so she turned and sat in front of me. Her bra also fell down. Now she was.