His spunk was her sweet nectar and she longed for it. Best of all she knew he enjoyed it. For her, this was indeed a treat. She hurried to him, She wa... allowed to lie between his legs and pull his sweatpants off. She resisted her desire to gorge herself immediately. Instead, she started by kissing and massaging his feet and working her way up to his manhood.Now it was her turn. She taunted and tantalized as much as she dared. He was rock hard when she started. Her efforts were not affording him. ”“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered in a husky voice.She looked up into his eyes briefly and shyly lowered her gaze again. “Sir? May I?”“It’s been a long boring night, my dear. I’m not sure I feel…”As his voice trailed off, he felt her fingertips slide up his pant leg and hover before more firmly fondling the tip of his cock. Her thumb rubbed over the head slowly as she hummed softly.“It would do me honor, Sir. And help you relax.” She began lightly pinching and pulling at his cock head through. I drifted off to sleep. The same thing was repeated the next night and the third night also. I was distinctly feeling perturbed at this sudden turbulence between my brother and my bhabhi, but I could do nothing as it was between a husband and his wife. Last Saturday, again the quarrel picked up and through my open door I saw my brother supeep rush out of his room clad in his pajamas muttering various curses. Immediately behind him was jaya clad in her nightie. She was yelling at sudeep calling. They, on the other hand, thought that Mr. Verrano was right. They thought that Yeti shouldn’t be barking.Verrano was a widower and he complained – very often – that his wife, Grace, had been bedeviled for the last year of her life by the noise of the city. As far as Jack could tell, it had been sirens, boom boxes, trucks, and motorcycles. But Verrano could suppress a noisy dog now, and he was going to.The thing was that Jack and Yeti were stuck two doors down from Verrano. Jack’s grandparents.