Maine usse kaha ki muje tum,hari gaand marni hai wo boli nahi meri choot maar lo par gaand nhi. Mai gaand marne k liye jid par laga raha. Wo boli dard...hoga, maine usse vaseline magaya.Pahle to maine uski gaand chat chat kar chikni ki fir uski gaand me vaseline lagayi aur apne lund me bi lagaya fir dhire dhire ghusane laga. Pahle to wo kuch nahi boli lekin jaise hi adha ander gay wo chillayi “madarchod maaaar daaalaa. Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oyyyyyyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii mar gayi”, lekin mai laga. I said I know mom. He doesn’t think wrong if I hug you from behind. He feels son’s love towards his mom. From kitchen we can watch the TV clearly as it was faced towards the kitchen. So any one who will be sitting in the hall will be facing his back towards the kitchen. So dad cannot see us what we are doing. So I started to press her breasts over the sari and started kissing her on the cheeks and neck. Mom was feeling tensed as dad may turn back and see us. I slide my one hand in to her sari. P Nagar, Bangalore) and on a random day in early April, I pinged her on WhatsApp complimenting on her really hot profile picture. One thing led to another and I invited her to share a drink near a famous watering hole in the area. She obliged and asked me to pick her up for which I was more than happy. She was wearing a black jeans pant with a sleeveless floral top that looked extremely sexy on her. We reached the pub in less than 10 minutes and started talking about our lives – professional. ? Cara's hands shook as she slowly stood up and began to unbutton her blouse.Nerves made her hands clumsy as she worked the buttons and then slipped offthe pale pink silk to expose an even paler pink wisp of a bra. Her hands wentto the waistband of her linen trousers and opened them, sliding the cream fabricslowly down over her hips. All the eyes in the room focused on her as she baredherself for their amusement. When her trousers had been folded neatly on top of her blouse, Cara's handsmoved.