I am very much inspired from him. And also I’m very thankful to him that because of him I have really got real and true love and now I can say yes I...love my life.Introduction: I’m Raj, my childhood friend Mukesh. My eldest brother Rajesh, eldest sister Sandhya, then sister Simmi, then me and then Puja. My father is a businessman Paras. My mother Kamla is a housewife. My father is a very fortunate man that he got such a beautiful wife. But he has never got a time to spend much time with my. "I thought you went to the party," I said as she came toward us. I shined my light on her and saw that she was dressed much like Margaret, jeans, sneakers and a dark jacket."I came back for you guys. It's just over on the next street. There are a lot of cool people already there. Come on," she said beckoning for us to follow her in the other direction."I told you I'm not going. If Margaret wants to go she can but I'm not going to go against my uncle's orders." You are such a sad little boy. ” She turned and I couldn't help but notice the thin strip of material wedged between two perfectly round butt cheeks."Thank you for the compliment, I'm glad you like what I'm wearing." She said, turning her head and with a crooked finger, signaled me to follow. I felt as if I was being pulled, not walking on my own."H-how did you know, what I was thinking?" I asked, following her."Come now, do you think I don't know what a young man of your age thinks about?" she said, as I was led into the. Uska hath mere lund se tkraya.Hum dono ko jor ka jhatka lga.Maine usko kheech kr bed pr lita liya.Uske boob jo kafi jump le rahe the unko pakad kr khelne lga….Unko chusne k baad uski tang chudi kr lund ander daal diya. Uski chut aaj kam tight thi.Ek hi jhatke mein lund ander chala gya…Maine usko saari baten samjha di jo geeta ne batai thi.Geeta kamre mein aa gai thi.Usne andhere mein mujhe chhua tha.Wo nangi thi.Maya-babujee…Maza aa raha hai..Madam jee ne to mujhe aapki seva krne ka bahut.