Dhire dhire janghe sahlate huwe me uski sari aur paticot ko upar karne laga. Aur kamar tak utha diya.. aur phir nangi jangho par hath ghumane laga. Us...e white colour ki panty. Mene dhire se ek ungli panti ke andar dalkar..chut ko sahla diya..jisse Sudha ke muh se jor se “aaaaaaahhhhhha…iieeee” nikal gaya, aur usne mere face ko jor se sine par daba liya..“Kya huwa rani…maja aa raha he na..” ….mene smile ke sath puchha…aur ungli karta raha panty ke andar..“Oh ravi….mene eise pahle kabhi feel nahi. " I'm Betsy, Becky's sister. I'm here dropping off a couple of horses and she told me to give you a call. She said you could show me a good time if I liked country and western dancing." I can do that." I'm at the Holiday. Room 221." Six-thirty work for you?" Just fine."Betsy was taller than her sister and had bigger breasts, but the hair was the same and in the face you could see that they were sisters. I took her to Three Margareta's for dinner and then we hit the Wheel for drinks and dancing.. There was nothing girly or sissified about the big Honda Goldwing. Melody fastened a full faced helmet that was identical in colour of the bike over Arleen's head, donned her own matching one after putting on a leather biker's jacket, cocked her leg over and straddled the seat, before kicking the bike off its stand. She beckoned Arleen onto the pillion. In a semi daze Arleen climbed behind Melody. With a loud roar, the big engine under the girls burst into life, with a surge Melody accelerated. This time the kiss went on and on. Mom seemed to be determined to prove that she was really trying and wanted to make me break the kiss before she would. Well, I wasn’t about to break it! My heart was pounding, and my head felt feverish with excitement and pleasure. I had kissed a few girls, but God! those kisses were nothing like this! FinallyMom pulled back slowly, almost reluctantly, it seemed to me. She was breathing hard, as was I. Whew! Now that had to be adult enough for you, wasn’t it?”.