A solid, thick wooden door, the rattle of keys and it swings open. Stepping to the side, nodding for her to enter, he smiles. ?We’re here......Strip.? The small chamber barren but well lit with a second door at the further end, she glances around, nervously, soaking in what she just heard. The two men to either side of her, the door shutting behind them, the stark, white-washed rooms’ ominous. Glancing back toward the Captain, her arms reflexively crisscrossing her chest, she. Unki age 42 years hai,bahut sexy , or navel deep hai. Ek purane khayalo ki aurat hai wo hamesha khud ko cover krke rakhti thi saree se.Mere dad ki death ho gyi thi jab mai 12th class me tha.Mom bahut akela feel krti thi ghar pe . Dad ki pension se ghar chalta tha.Ye kahani hai tab ki hai jab mai 12th class me tha. jab papa ki death hui . meri mom bathroom methi bathroom ki window me 1 hole tha jisse mene mom ke dekha . Unke mote boobs,deep navel or moti gaand. Us din se meri mom pe buri nazar. . we both sucked each other’s lips for how long I do not remember…. In the mean time we started exploring each others body with full love and emotions… Then she took my shirt off and gave a love bite on my shoulder…. Kissed me all over my neck shoulders n arms….I took her top off and saw those beautiful sets of boobs they were too good to resist and I still remember my emotions that time I had…. I held them in my hands kissed her lips again and came kissing her down to her neck shoulders while. One thing that caught his eyes was a mysterious black bird flying around their garden. It was no ordinary bird. He couldn’t tell what type of bird it was but something about that bird definitely caught his attention. He got distracted and lost sight of the bird as he heard footsteps. He saw a tall, thin and beautiful young lady coming up to the front porch. The Howard’s rushed to the door. The young lady was something else. She had long dark raven hair past her shoulders and the most beautiful.