" Coming right up," said the ceiling.John liked to have jumped right out of his skin when the chair table appeared and the salad came next. Fresh baby...spinach, vine ripe tomatoes, slivers of sweet baby carrots, Grecian black olives, cooked and chilled sliced morel mushrooms, cheddar cheese ... just a hint of sharpness ... and a secret recipe of Italian dressing full of flavorful bits of spices."Your salad," said the ceiling."Thank you. It looks delicious," John picked up the silver fork,. That summer there was a hot spell lasting over a week and daytime sleeping was difficult. I usually got to bed by about 9 am and slept till about 3 pm and the heat got me up after that! One particular day I awoke covered in sweat, took a shower, wrapped a towel round my waist and headed down stairs, poured out an ice cold glass of orange juice, grabbed the daily newspaper and headed for the garden and a sun lounger. I thought nothing as I spread the towel under me then sprawled naked reading. She slowly swivels her hips, the sensation it creates as his cock seems to thrust into her at different angles and how her tight walls seems to make his cock twist between them creating an intensely pleasurable friction. He starts to thrust faster, his fingers moving faster over her clit, they both start to gasp for breath as his groin slaps loudly against her ass. He can feel how his orgasm starts to build with each thrust into her, her moans and small screams urging him on to thrust even. And she wore a silky transparent nighty.I ran to my bathroom and finished masturbating.After I came to my room.My bhabhi came there in the sexy nighty and sat on the bed.Priya- sir tomorrow at which time are we startingMe – at 9 am bhabhiPriya- okay sir.But don’t call me baby.Call me Priya.Me –I was shocked. R you sure bhabhiPriya- again bhabhi. Call me Priya I am sureMe – okay PriyaPriya – bye Kiran good nightDay 2 TuesdayAt 9 am my bhabhi knocked my room.As I opened it she was there in a.