Isi tarah coaching jaate jaate humein lagbha 2 mahine beet gaye. Ek baar ki baat yeh hui ki mere coaching ka ek peeche se bhi raasta hai jo ki poora s...nnata se bhara rehta hai wahan kisi ka bhi koi aana jaana nahin hai maine socha ki main bhi rush se bachne ke liye mainne bhi woh raasta chun liya , jab main us raaste se jaa raha tha , lagbhag subah ke 8 : 30 baj rahe the mujhe bahot zor ka peshab laga to maine usi gali mein ek jagah par ruk kar apni cycle side kar di apni zip khol kar peshab. . I was startled by the action.I found that my grand ma had woken up.. Shit I was so scared. She never spoke a word.. She just looked into my eyes. I could see the lust in her eyes. I understood her feeling and hugged her tight. Her skin was smooth and she was hugging me like hell. Meanwhile I made sure to shut the door so that we wouldnt be caught. By taht time she had removed her saree and was standing in blouse and the petticoat. She was looking like a dark angel with her beautiful hair. She does not answer.And why would she? What’s the point? Deep down, we both know the answer. She smiles at me instead, the luscious curve of her lips laced with an insatiable hunger. Even in my shock, I understand that she is dangerous. My instincts scream in terror, their animalistic desire to keep me alive filling my mind with thoughts of flight. However, I cannot move. My eyes, my body, they are bewitched by the woman in front of me.She picks me up the same way she did fourteen years ago,. ’ Michael watched silently. He started to jot down, ‘begins with nipples’, but it was coming out shakily. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. The pulse and throb between his legs was more severe now. One of her hands drifted down from her breast, over her stomach and between her legs which spread further apart. Her fingers gently stroked the cleft. ‘Mmm…then I just pet myself a little. Feeling myself getting wetter… mmm…feeling my nipples ache…feeling my, clit start to throb…’ Her hand went.