She swirled her fingers around, pressing, feeling the spongy mass inside, gently tugging them outward and upward.He rubbed his hands up and down her v...lva. As his fingers passed over her clitoral hood she gasped. Repeating the action again Bob got the same response. He changed the position of his fingers so when he slid downward he opened his two middle fingers letting them fall on either side of her clitoral hood. He added pressure to his fingertips on both sides of her clitoris.That gave. Me- thik he.Us din mene didi ko dekha tabse muje unse pyar ho gaya. Mene apne man ko samjane ki bahot kosis ki. Lekin me unki taraf aur aakarshit hone laga tha. Us din ke bad meri ek hi iccha thi- didi ka pyar pana. Uske liye me kuchh bhi karne ko taiyar tha. Kuchh din bad mere parents ghar se bahar gaye the. Ghar pe me aur didi akele the. Vese didi pure din busy rehti thi. Aur me bhi college me jata tha. Mummy bhi ghar pe hoti thi to muje didi ke sath akele jyada time nahi milta tha. Lekin aaj. I had no intention to tease or frustrate him, but I couldn't go back to the old ways either. Some of them suggested themselves. Once I was drying off after a shower and had left the door open to clear the steam when I heard those footsteps again. Again I refrained from closing the door; instead I turned by back to it, humming a song and drying off, noting with pleasure that the footsteps had ceased somewhere just across the darkened hall, luxuriating in the feeling of toweling off with such a. I thought this, and then asked Phung, who had been standing there, for one more beer. Mae and Kim said they had eaten enough, but Kim looked at Phung and said “Well, maybe I will have the ‘special’ dessert” and she, Phung and I laughed at the memory of last time Phung served Kim and I, the night Kim took Phung for her own and they became a couple. I gave Ha’s money to Kim and she said she would fix the bill later – ‘good tip to Phung’, I said, as Mae offered to take me home when my beer was.