M gala pare sea khandgiri traffic re thia hele mu v tanka pachare thili mu bhabili sea khandagiri bulibku asithibe mu saithi jaiki tanku surprise debi...but sea ta pachapate jaydev batika ku gale jouthi puajhia bina darare sex kariparanti saithi sai pua ticket katila didi schooty upare basithila muha re kapda ghori thai semene bhitaraku gala pare mu v ticket katili au tanka pachare gali kintu au paileni khaiki na saithi bhut gacha au buda achi 20 min khojila pare mu return karuthili dekhili gote. Lucy was dressed in a tight, backless, black dress that fell just above her knees, but when she purposefully sat crossed legged at the table, she made sure that the slit extended right up her long, smooth thighs, almost showing off her perfectly rounded ass cheek, giving Jake a glimpse of what he had in store. As she removed her cardigan, she pushed her shoulders back, her small a-cup breasts pushed outwards against the thin material of her dress, her erect nipples completely visible to anyone. Jaya felt ashamed of herself, about what she is doing; she felt cheap about herself, but that itself made her even more excited. Once the maid was gone, Sharmaji came near and sat on the chair nearby.Sharmaji: so Jaya, Hope your morning works are over.Jaya: Yes Sharmaji, just finished the cooking and cleaning and was about to take bath and that was when this problem with the heater.Sharmaji: Yea ok, no problem, you can use my bathroom, anyway shall I arrange for any electrician for repair?Jaya:. The toilet, called the privy in those days, was a small brick hut built on to the back of the house. It required great resolve to visit it on cold dark nights. The privy too was fragrant with bleach the linoleum flooring having to be renewed frequently as the bleach would readily dissolve the stuff. Dad kept a short handled Fireman’s shovel in the privy and most nights he would use it in his constant battle with rats. William and I would lie in bed and count the thwacks as dad put paid to yet.