I handed over Sepal's business card and watched with some interest as he read one side then turned it over."Ahh, yes," he nodded and disappeared back ...nto the gloom at the back of the shop."These will sort you out, sir," he said handing over some Joss sticks."What do I do with them?" I asked staring at the four sticks in my hand."Have a relaxing evening, a nice meal, one glass of wine then light one of these and go from there," he said with a big smile.I handed over a £50 note and left thinking. Ankita ko mera intezar rehta or jab bhi mauka milta hum ek dusrey ko kiss karne main us key breast ko dabata or usey garam karta.Ek din Ankita ney mujhey kaha key mujhy kab chodoge to main ney kaha jab kaho to us ney kaha key es sunday mery parent aunty key ghar ja rehey hain or Saroj ko bhi koi kaam hai tum Sunday ko din 11 am par ghar aa jana main akeyli hoon gi ghar me.Saroj eny bhi Ankita key samney mujhey bataya key wo sunday ko kisi kaam se ja raha hai.Main bohot khush ho gaya or Sunday. Gautam was associated with a law firm and had to leave for Delhi suddenly to attend a conference of the bar council. Kiran was left back alone and so was going alone to the health spa from the last 2 days.Though Reddy had become good friends with the Chatterjees, yet he couldn’t miss any opportunity to secretly gaze at Kiran’s beautiful breasts. And that day, as if, God had willed for him to realize his dreams. Kiran, ever since the birth of their child, used to feel occasional discomfort at. “Oh, all right then,” replied Mistress, faking exasperation. She put one hand under her breast and lifted it up to Mary’s open mouth. The submissive brunette closed her lips around the nipple with a blissful look on her face, suckling like a hungry baby. After a few more thrusts, Mistress suddenly stopped fucking Mary. The pretty brunette made a plaintive noise of protest and tried moving her hips against the cock that filled her so deliciously, but Mistress just smiled at her and slowly.