Mutar por o okhaney or kapor chopar thik kore abar or thalthale pond dhuleea, norom body nareea chole jachche ranna ghore. Amee pechon theke oke khop ...ore joreea dhore oke abar kole kore tule dhop kore bichanay fhellam. O naki kanna kore bolche , uff Rahulda , ki korcho tumi, ranna banna shob kaj pore ache.Iish keno amee ey ghore taler botoler jonno elam , shey je dhorlo tumi ar amake harchona. Uff mago ittadi bole sexy shure, naki kannar vangite bolche. Ami bollam , o amar rosher bon, amar. Their shape was perfectly hugged by the top, and they appeared just so firm and inviting. “Uhm, come in, please,” I stammered and stepped to the side. “I’ll just put it on the table,” she said, sashaying past me, “then you need to sniff, uhm, sign on the pad.” I looked at her, first startled, then curious. What a strange slip of words! But then my gaze fell on the parcel under her arm and I grew dizzy with embarrassment. There, written in huge, bold letters, stood, “Used panties. Handle with. First thing he said was are you two old enough to be in here and do what he hopes we are going to do, assured him Veronika was 23 and I was 26 and the smile he got on his face was funny, said it's been years since I fucked a woman so young and he hopes he can keep up. Veronika told him don't worry, she will keep it up, we had a beer and decided to go to his home we left his car and he and Veronika got into our back seat and started making out. Got to his house and when I got out saw in dome. When I looked at her, Barbara shook her head, lips compressed. I didn’t know if she meant I should keep quiet, stop moving, or both, but whatever her expression was telling me, she needn’t have worried. I was scared shitless, anxious that we’d be caught, appalled at the potential aftermath of being found up to my nuts inside my mother’s married best friend.The two women chattered about the wedding. They talked about the bride’s dress and how lovely she looked, one of them rattling the.