3) she actually did make it all the way to five. "Yes, there are five of us." She was so proud of her calculations."That is why there are five of us a... well." Tony was messing with her bimbo mind. He didn't even ask to come in, he just walked right past her and entered the main room. His friends followed, pushing her aside as well. The last one shut the door and locked it, deadbolt as well. The other four terrified sissies remained curled up, eyes wide open . . . Threat! Fear! They clung to. Now that he had carved a niche for himself, it was all going to come undone.It was as he thought of these things, on his way home, that emotion overrode common sense.He decided to just get it over with. He decided to pack up, that very night, and go back to New York City. He'd find his apartment, find his publisher, and sell the book he'd written, if that was possible. He'd probably have to use that money for a lawyer, but he'd turn himself in, like Mitch had talked about. Mitch had said that. Main tab kitchen ke taraf dekha to Bhawna mujhe muskaan deti hui aankh maar di.Uncle: Haan haan tabhi zor nahi dala Neetu par. Waise bhi iske sasural se koi aa raha haina. Kab tak aayega woh?Neetu upar ghadi dekhi aur fir boli: Aaa aa jayega, 10 baje tak shayad.Uncle: Usko ek bar phone karke poochlona kaha pahuncha.Neetu: Nahi, woh bola yaha aakar phone karega, aap uski chinta na karo papa.Kitchen se Bhawna awaaz di: Akash chai le jao.Main turant utha aur kitchen ko bhaga. Kitchen mein chai ab. I knew it was something other than her skirt, but didn’t have the time to find out what it was, because an instant later my fingers encountered a downy patch of hair and then a very, very aroused pussy. She gasped as my thumb slid between the slick and delicate female petals and traced her little treasure from the tiny bead of her clit to the tight hole beneath her puckered ass.She pushed back against my hand and gently rocked her hips as I played with her pussy. While my hand moved up, her ass.