. her murmured words directing my movements I slid my hand upwards as she widened her legs. “WOW”!!! Was this lady for real? Believe me I di...n't want to spook her treating her with tenderness, I kept things moving ahead I didn't want it to end, I was so wet. My fingers circled closer and closer to the honeypot I really wanted to dip my fingers into that sweet hole and suck the wet salty glaze from each digit she continued leaning against me. The hand of my supporting arm rested on. .. what are you talking about sir?” She answered while fidgeting on the chair. Her innocent face now looked slightly worried. “Do you like satisfying your sexual curiosity and desire Erica?” I asked her again. “What?!” She gasped with her eyes now wide. “This is the thing Erica. I know you love masturbating and I have the proof. I have the proof in this CD. I can turn you in or you can have sex with me and come as many times as you want. What say you? You choose. Either I show your parents. The atmosphere in our house was suddenly saturated by a strange kind of monsoon. Of the sexual kind.People in the US, and probably the Europe, wouldn't find anything strange in short, scanty dresses at night time, but out here in conservative India, girls are brought up believing that modesty is tantamount to character, and I don't differ from that view of thinking. While I am an open-minded fellow, it's always been my contention that family values viz. decency and modesty are intrinsic to our. Sunday mera tution tha ma thakka 2 baja ghar ai or khana khaka so gai achanak meri nid khuli rat ko 2 baja mera nind khuli to mana dekha bhai mera nighty ko gala tak upar kiya hua thi or mera dono breast ko masalraha tha kabhi chut ma ungli dal deta to kabhi mera under arm pa sung na lagi or usa chut na laga assah hi chat na laga or chut jab chutna laga meri halad kharab ho gai or ma garam hona lagi or ma siskiya lana lagi or mon karna lagi ahhhhh.Phir bhi bhai chatna laga mugha dekhna ki kosis.