Manali ko lage ki woh Rahul ko matlabi kahe kar bohut badi galati kiye hai, usse aisa kehna nahi chahiye thi.Usne apne paapo ka prayaschit karne ke li...e ek aisa kadam uthaye jo sab ko haeraan kar dene wala tha. Manali achanak Rahul ko apne or mudayi, aur usse pakad kar seedha smooch karne lagi! Jaise hi Manali ne usse chhua uske kaamnao ke chimneyo se dhuan nikal ne laga.Rahul ke hath se bartan gir kar ‘thung-thang’ awaaz hokar ek nayi ‘yudh’ ka elaan kar diya. Rahul ke hath saabun ke jhag se. But she never uses to look at me and never gave any indication also.One day aunty had to go to Salem for a function and only Shobha and the other girl were at home as they cannot lock the house as many people come for food. I thought a plan and took an off from my work that day. I went there in the morning finished my breakfast and came back home instructing Shobha to come and clean the house. After reaching home I took off all my clothes and wrapped a towel and waited for my sex queen to come.. . and ever more frustrating. Worst of all, every one would have his key in it somewhere... tucked into the top of a stocking, nestled between her breasts, laying on her stomach... always it was somewhere, teasing and tormenting him with every glance. Then, on the very last night, She called. They talked for an hour, Her voice teasing and arousing him as She explained to him exactly what he was to do the next day. Finally, She delivered the ultimate torment... he could hear Her voice becoming. He takes them in his hands and gently squeezes the in circles and brings his index finger and thumb to each nipple as he tweaks them just enough to send waves of pleasure through my body. He leans down and kisses my soft supple lips and then my chin and then my neck as he continues his exploration down to the very part of my body that has been craving his touch. Just using his fingertips as he traces and kisses his way down my body, it’s a cross between torture and pleasure feeling the tips of.