Mein unke pas gaya aur unka hath apne hath mein lekar unse batein karne laga aur woh bhi mujhse boli salman ab mein teri dulhan hu tum mujhe apa mat k...ho. Mene pucha apa meri adat hai dhire dhire jayegi aap to yeh batao ki mujhe apke sath karna kya hai. Aur onhone sharmate hue mujhe apni bahon mein liya aur kahne lagi mera bacha tujhe sab maloom hai.Zeenat hare rang ki banarsi saree aur puri gahno se ladi hui thi, maine dhire se unki peshani chumi uff unki smell hay kya sexy thi aur mere chumte. ’ Sam look at her blankly for a moment, before the implications of him fooling around with the baby of such a large – and female dominated family dawned on him. He frowned at her. ‘Have you told them about me?’ he asked warily. She grinned again. ‘What’s to tell? I met you once, we talked briefly – you kissed me – you left – I haven’t seen you since.’ She shrugged her shoulders dismissively. ‘Hah!’ He leaned forward and ran his fingers through his hair, disgruntled by her reply. ‘So tell me…’. Now she is working in Pune for MNC. without wasting time i am coming to story. It was in the month of Jan. I alredy told you she is working in pune and i am in hyd. one friday evening she asked to come down to pune as she feeling to see me has she was missing me a lot. So without wasting time i started my journey to Pune. by morning 5’0clock i reached pune – nigidi and went to her room. As it was holidays and all other roommates of her went to there natives. By seeing her alone and it was long. I came to stand at the front of her and stripped off my shirt as she unbuckled my belt, she has a way, slow, tantalizing but not to be missed of running her finger across the top of my waistband, the erection is instant and huge, she runs a finger along its length and the slowly unzips me, and with a little bit of help from her finger the trousers fall to my ankles. She hooks her fingers into the waistband of my briefs, searching for the tip of my erection and gently touches it then moves her.