I don't know if you did or not, of course," she agonized. "Did you?"I shook my head."Well ... I know boys are curious ... you know, at your age... " S...e stared out the window a moment."Try to not ... get me called down to school anymore, O.K?" She tousled my hair and pulled me close and I knew the lecture was over. She wasn't sure I had done it and wasn't sure what to do with me if I had."So when you have curiosities ... ask me? O.K? I'm a girl, you know! And I will answer anything for you; you. Only serious people contact me now at The story began when I was posted in Mumbai. Afsana, my sister colleague at her office, was a Gujrati girl having a great physique and husky sexy voice, came in my contact at a get to-gather on the eve of Onam. As Idli is my favorite dish and after meeting Afsana, was serving the same to me with something in her eyes. Gujrati girls have become my choice also after meeting her. After three days of Onam, it was her birthday when I send a gift for her through. Cheese, '(c)old hot shot'Friendly and helpful, as I educated her, great granddod guessed from my left what I whisperEnthousiastic pretty Petra precedes to my fucking hot kitchen, grabs the bottle from freezerEasy it is, eager Lea love. You take that pretty plate of 'old Amsterdammer' inside my dearDo as I tell tasty slave secretary, I will be next with a set of frozen glasses, icecold ginSweetheart great granddod does as she tells. She serves us with a round of (c)old jenever!Aweful taste to. Waiter – I am sure, so far not many , may be one or two beside your husband have fucked you….She really was very much impressed by his observation.She – you are very right. So far beside husband only one man has fucked me.She looked deeply in his eyes.“ are you desiring to fuck me ?”Then some thought came to her mind. Unlike morning, this waiter was now in civil dress. He was wearing jeans and pink t-shirt. She could measure his arm and chest muscle with eyes. This waiter was more muscular than.