Byash amio dokane close signboard ta jhuliye diye vitor theke shutter namiye dilam.Maa 15 min por ghum theke uthe ektukhon amar dike chup kore takiye ...haklo. Ami ebar maa ke bollam, ‘tumi sunte pacho?’ Maa ghar nere’ha’ bollo. Ami bollam, ‘uthe darao’. Se uthe daralo. ami bollam, ‘ebar dorjar dike hete jao diye abar fire eso’. Maa tai korlo. Ami khusite chitkar kore uthlam. Iche korchilo maa magike okhanei fele chudi. Kintu ami onno kichu vebe rekhechilam.Dokan theke beriye maa ke bike e kore. I remember watching you and your sister laughing and joking and feeling the primal urge arise inside of me. Something about you drove me crazy. I remember the moment I happened to glance down as you were writing in the dust on my friends car. I caught site of the word “penis” I looked up and our eyes locked. I glanced away uncomfortably but there was no question what we both wanted. After a few minutes of gentle flirting you hopped into the back seat of my friends car as he got ready to drive. In those anxious moments before he took her into his arms – at long last – she was tortured. The demons inside her demanding attention, her sensibilities scarcely managing to keep them under control. It served his purposes well. By the time their lips met and her gratification was to begin, she was breathless with anticipation, intense with longing. His hands on her were pure electricity and her senses were overloaded. At that point she was useless to resist any whim – but would he go there?. Rupa recovered first.“Why is it, Sharmeelee?” she asked gently. Now they were viewing me in a different angle.What they were seeing was a short beautiful girl, just below 5 feet, thin, with luxurious, thick, long hair and absolute knockers of boobs of 36 D. This combination drives men crazy. They look at a long haired, short girl whose innocent beauty which reminds them of a small girl until their eyes feast on the big boobs. Then their cocks stand up and salute me, the combination of innocence.