Mene ab unke saari nikal di ab aur unke mummy ko blouse ke uparse hi dabane laga aur ek hat se unke chut ko chedne laga unki chut pani chod rahi thi a...r muje unhe aur tapana tha is liye mene unke blouse aur petiot ko nikalne pura nanga kar diya ab gutno ke bal beta aur unki cut ko dhekhe laga puri tarah gaaram ho gai thiAur pani chod rahi thi men eek halka sa kiss kya to o pagalo ki tarah mere sar ke baaal kichne lagi aur boli hjaaaaaaa kyaaa kar raheeee hoooo meee marrr jaaaoungiiiiii “ aur me. Today knowingly I was more careless about my saree in morning and on more than a few occasions, I found him peeping and staring at my breast. When I observed and confirm it excite me too in a strange way. In order to make sure that it was so, I sometimes intentionally let the pallu of my saree fall off while I bend to give coffee and breakfast to my son so that he had a good view.Invariably, his eyes would drop off and got fix on my sexy boobs. I noticed that even while talking to me, his eyes. Namita just made a Vowww face looking at her and Swati said immediately,”Namita, You promise that there would be only women in the party.” Namita agreed.The party was in the basement of Babylon Club. It was a close hall with loud music and arrangements of all kinds of drink. Mostly there were women but there were a few men also sitting with them. Swati looked at Namita with annoyance but Namita said,”Darling these men are their husbands.” Swati didn’t say anything. The waiter offered them. ‘No? You’re not the Buddha? Are you the caterpillar? I’m the caterpillar. Are you the pot plant?’ He listened to his pipe for a few minutes. ‘Oh, I see,’ he said. He contemplated what the pipe had told him while he smoked another bowl. Then he ran back to his car and drove to a party deeper in the forest. The party was packed with beautiful girls and other track athletes. The meet he had run earlier in the day was a meet between the University of Oregon Track Team and the Danish Track Team..