I kissed her licked her neck, her ear lobs, she was trying to lick all where ever possible on me, I moved down to her armpits, smelling them licking t...em over the blouse and then to waist and her navel… now the navel seemed to have accumulated all her sweat, talcum powder, perfume etc., and had a very funny smell.I poked my tongue inside her navel, meanwhile my hands were plundering my akka’s boobs… squeezing them, rubbing them against each other, pulling them… my sister was also helping me by. Instead of confronting her, I went out to ask Ashutosh, but he was gone. Preeti was in the kitchen when Meera and Tarang left. Preeti had her waist-long hair in a bun. She had been the first to fuck Ashutosh, but she wasn’t a virgin before also. Her roommate was not answering her cellphone, so I asked her to stay.Preeti was petite with a teeny bit of puppy fat. Looking at her in the business skirt and fitted shirt, I guessed her figure at 34-26-36. She was 5’5” but more than made up for it by. David: Kajal, as you know we are very much flatter with your curves and specially those boobs. Please show off them by dropping your pallu. You can sit as usual but without pallu. Please do it.Me: Not possible sir.David: we had closed the deal on only that you will not refuse.Hearing this all, boss pulled my pallu down and asked me to let them see. I was sitting with my pallu down and saree from bottom wrapped around waist. They can see my deep cleavage and sexy boobs covered under low cut. Her crotch only sported that triangle surrounding the cunt. Sexy to the max! Her panties coming off was poetry. Slow and sensual and inviting. The panties let go of her lips down below. They fell through into the open air. The aroma reached my nostrils, driving me insane. Beauty at its best. I must admit I am a pussy admirer. And how much admiration I had for this pussy? I can’t explain here.Neither of us had uttered a word as she rolled her panties off. Her cheeks looked flushed. Her eyes.