‘I got a splinter last time,’ she said as she slid her leggings down, then her knickers. She leaned forward and grasped the lower cross rail, and ...urned her head towards me. I’m sure I must have whipped poor Rory at least twenty times,’ she said. ‘Quite hard.’ She watched me approach and I was acutely aware of two pairs of eyes on me. Her rounded bottom still bore marks from a few days ago, although the raised weals had disappeared. I swished the new riding crop through the air. ‘This is. My brother came to native place a week before his marriage. My dad told me to take him to bhabhi’s home as he didn’t seen her before. Mom told me “bhabhi will give you her clothes for stitching please bring that”. In reply I said ok and left to bhabhi place with my brother in my bike.While going her home I was very excited to see my bhabhi. We reached there. I knock the door. Shwetha’s mom opened the door and greeted us to sit in their hall. We were waiting for bhabhi to come. Then she came. Usually after these meetings she would give me my pay check and be done with it, but this time something was different. She seemed upset about something, she seemed to not care what she said to me once that door closed.So i go in this one time a few weeks back and we both sit down, usually she presents her self professionally, usually she would sit up straight legs crossed etc. But this time that wasn't the case, she took her hair pin out so her hair fell about her shoulders she untucked her. Her soft lips..wet, hot tongue moving against mine..ugh my cock was throbbing so hard.. I moved on top of her, pushing more of my weight against her and she didn’t fight back. We rolled over until she was on top of me. She started grinding on my cock as we continued to make out..I ripped off her shirt, pulled off her bra and immediately moved my hand up to her boobs..They were amazing..they felt so good I knew I had to taste them. I moved forward, began sucking, licking..moving all around with.