Her breasts were trying to pop out from her blouse. Her saree pallu was falling from her shoulder but she catch it on her hand and adjusted.She direct...y went into her bedroom. I got freshened and went into my room. I started hearing loud moaning voices of savita aunty from inside their bedroom. I could hear her moaning voice “Aaah,aah,oooh.aah.aaah.aahah.amit.ohhh.fuck me.ohh.fuck me..oh.aaaha..aaaaah”. They didnt care even if I was at home and continued on their sex expedition. Today she was. I chose this word because this is not used in common day to day usage. Also i instructed her that from now onwards she will not hesitate or stop me from touching her boobs or private parts or fucking her but this all affair will be just between the two of us. Now i thought that this is the time to start the entire real thing. I told her that when will count up to 3, she will become totally normal and feel very refreshed up and will remember nothing about my mobile app or that happened. ” “Yeah. It will all be over soon.” To my surprise she’s resting her hand on my crotch now. I’m feeling her fingers through my pants. Straight on my dick. She’s looking into my eyes. Pressing down on my dick. Circling her hand. I’m swelling up. It must be the wine. She hasn’t initiated anything sexual in a long time. “At least we’ve been talking about it and we’re splitting up on good terms” she’s whispering. I’m breathing out. Slightly shivering from pleasure. Before I know what’s happening. Sombar school-e dekhbe”–“tai chhai felte bhanga kulor katha mane porlo?”–“baje katha chhar, dekhiye dibi kina bol?”–“de, dekhi,”Bole boita nilam, ankota amaro janachhilona tai udhaharan gulo dekhchhi. Seema amer ulto dike boslo. Ami mejhete madur pete bosechhilam, seo sekhanei bosechhilo. Jodio amra chhoto bela thekei ek sathe boro hoyechhi, kintu kakhono oke niye, mane, or sharir niye kichhu bhabini, bala bhalo se bhabe kakhono najar deini. Aj jakhon upur hoye boslo or mai duti najare porlo..