Din mein sasuji salwar kamiz ke saath dupatta ya chunni nahi pehanti hai.unke salwar-kamiz bade rang-birange hote hai. Ye baat holi ke 1 din pehle ki ...ai mein apni sasural gaya tha to malum pada ki sasurji sala-sali se milne bombay gaye hai 8-10 din baad lotenge.ghar mein sasuji ke alawa koi nahi tha.raat ka samay tha 11 baje holi jalane ke baad sasuji ne mujh se kaha ajay bistar laga diya hai aaram kar lo mein sone ke liye room mein chala gaya 5 minute baad nirmala doodh ka glass le kar mere. A week or so later, the next time I hinted at my desire to try, she said, "OK, here's a deal for you. Whatever you want to do to me, I get to do to you first." My reaction to that was typical male I guess. "What? No guys do that except gay males and prison **** victims! No Way!" But then, later that night I got to thinking that it was a reasonable proposition and it was just between us, so no embarrassment had to occur, and learning together might be fun. So, I told her OK on the deal. She. I lost control and started ramming her as hardly as I could.‘ummm ah-ah-ah yes’’ she moaned, As I didn’t want to finish fast I lifted her and dropped her on the bed.I fell over her and removed her whole dress then I undressed and inserted my cock in her. I didn’t start the intercourse but instead I took her small but firm breasts in my mouth.Oh yes she was so-so sexy I was lucky enough that she was careless to have sex with me um- she was the now the best 4 me but I knew that the opinion will. Kevin saw her blush as they followed the Maitre D' to the corner table.Marcy felt wicked as her long legs flashed through the slit in her dress. She could feel that her nipples were getting hard. Like every woman, she knew when men were looking at her and if they liked what they saw. Plenty of the male diners in the restaurant saw her and, she sensed, they liked what they saw.The meal was wonderful. Marcy couldn't remember when she had more fun. No worries about the children. A sense of freedom.