Main kitchen me gaya pani piya. Maine madhu se puchha tumhari shadi nahi hui. Usne bola nahi sahib ho gayi hai. Maine puchha “to tum apni maa ke gha... kyu raheti ho ?” Usne kaha “mera gharwala muje 1 saal pahele chhod ker chala gaya tha. Is liye.” Main thodi der uski aur dekhta rha phir main himmat karke uske pichhe gaya aur use baho me daboch liya. Wo boli “ye kya kar rahe hai sahib ? Koi aa jayega.” Mera lund tight ho gaya tha uski gand ke sath ragad raha tha. Mere dono hath uske boobs masal. It took me a few days to recover fully and with Momout shopping with my k** brother Austin I rang Rowena,s house. “You,re lucky to catch me in asI switched around with Georgie Payne.” she purred. “You ready for that meal and a drink or two then?” “Sure. You want to tonight then?” “Tonight,s fine. Pick you up at seven then?” “Okay.” I lied and told my parents I was going out with a few old friends I would later get to back me up in case they wanted to check on me. My late father had a thing. She started to hesitate but I continued rubbing her big boobs. She remained silent, this was affirmation from her. My erect penis was rubbing her ass, it was so erect that it would come out of my trousers. I put off the gas stove and took her to the sofa were I pulled her kameez and her bra too and started sucking her boobs, slowly my fingers started searching her shalwar’s cord, I got hold of it and pulled with jerk, the shalwar fell down and she was now in her panties and highheeled sandals.. She reached up and put her hands behind my head, and rocked her head gently back and forth to add passion to her kiss. Simulated passion, of course.After a little of this, I pulled back and said, "here, I want you to put your hand here," and put her right hand on my left thigh, "and this hand here," and put her other hand on my right thigh. I resumed kissing her, and she began massaging my legs. I broke away again and said, "no, just rest your hands there," and went back to kissing her. I.