M boli ki tu jo chahta h hum wo krenge bta kya chahiye tujhe usne kha ki use hum dono k sath sex krna h par di ne use ek thappad jad diya aur boli ki ...u ye kya kah rha h m ya nhi krungi chahe kuch b ho jaaye…Tujhe btana h mom ko to btade aur itna kahkar wo bathroom me ghus gyi…Naveen mujhe daatne laga aur bola ki tumhari wajah se mujhe thappad pda maine use sorry bola but wo nhi mana fir maine uske lip pe kiss krdiya aur pent k upar se he uska lund masalne lagi tabhi bathroom ka door open hua. Since I had to complete an assignment I went to Raj’s bedroom so that I could directly connect to the LAN cable. Since Raj worked in a Bank he had a proper study arranged. There was this solid wooden desk like how you see in the old movies . He had a nice ergonomic chair . I settled myself in and started working. Raj was sitting on the bed reading something.After few minutes Namrata walked in and saw me working. She gave a wicked smile and went to the cupboard. She tookout something from the. .” but the rest is of no interest of me… what interests me more is your skirt right in front of my face … mmmm your skirt, and your skirt covers your pussy, now this is more interesting than you selling stuffs … How would you react when I would let my hand slide up those soft magnificent legs of yours? Let’s try it… I put my right hand between your legs about your knees, you shiver, and I move my hand up a bit just at the height of your skirt. You stop talking to the customers and look down. I. The whole thing started pretty innocently. My buddy’s wife had a k**, and afterwards he told me she’d been feeling a little self-conscious about her about her looks. I thought that was a little ridiculous, because she’s a good looking woman, and if anything she was now thin with curves and big boobs (she didn’t have those before). Anyways, when we’d hang out he’d often comment on her appearance in front of me, and then look my way and ask “Right?” Essentially trying to get a complimentary reply.