Bhi le liya jabb barat ke jane ka tiam tha tabb me ne bhid me hi usake chchi ko chuliya or wo batt ka usako bhi pata chala magar usane sirf muskara di...a abb hamare yaha esa hota he ki bahu ke sath koi hamare yaha aata he to bhabhi ke sath usaki bahan yani kiran hamare ghar aayi ratt ko jabb bhai or bhabhi usake kamare me ja rahe the to me bhai ko leke or wo apani didi ko leke chudwane samane se aarahi thi or hamane bhai bhabhi ko ek kamare me band kar diya maga r phir muje masti chadi or mene. I could do that for you, make you feel like a goddess. Would you like that?"His hand on the side of her face was caressing her now. It felt good she had to admit. She was surprised to realize that she didn't want it to stop. She had never dated. No boy had ever touched her. She didn't know that a mere touch could feel so amazing. She found herself leaning her face into his hand and closing her eyes.Emboldened by her reaction he reached for her coat with his other hand. He gently removed the. I reflected on the day, and the week, and realized that it had been a slow, inexorable process that HAD to lead to this destination. Neither of us realized it consciously, but subconsciously we had both known. The moment had drawn us towards it, like moths to a flame. Only this time, the flame ignited a fire; it didn’t kill.I heard the toilet flush and water run as Karla washed her hands. She opened the door to the bathroom and came into the main room.“Turn on the light, please,” I said softly.. But let me tell you the truth. My Ammi’s ass was so obvious and attractive even in the dim light. I could see it swaying with her every step. Actually, she was wearing only a usual salwar kameez, but still, nobody can ignore her ass. I was having difficulty walking with my erection.After walking about half a km from our home, Ammi looked here and there and didn’t notice me in the dark and fog. She casually entered a narrow lane that was barely a few feet in width. I got curious now. The lane.