Or so gaya. ..Subha me to usake gar chala gaya. 8 baje ..Mene bhabhi ko bataya k kam ho gaya ..Or suke pati or ladaka nokari ja chuka tha …Bhabhi or...sonu hi gar par the ..Sonu so rahi thi. Mene bhabhi ko usaki sister k yaha bhaj diya or darvaja andar se bandh kar diya ..Or sidha sonu k kamare me chala gaya ….Daravaja bandh kiya ac full kiya or mere sare kapade nikal k naga ho gaya .Or sonu ke sath. Usake baju me let gaya or chaddar me gus gaya..Are me aap ko batana bhul gaya k .Sonu ka figure. His eyes told me all I needed to know, then he pulled me into the house. Before I could say another word, his mouth was pressed against mine, our tongues dancing passionately. His hands moved up and down my back, and then to my ass, as he took a nice firm grasp on my cheeks. I removed my coat, so I was standing there wearing nothing but the bustier, thong, stockings, and heels. He held me tight as we kissed, and I felt so much like I was his. I was his toy, his plaything. I would have done. She came to the hall from my right side (which means I could see her left side view in saree). So she bent and kept the tray on the table. As she was bending her saree pallu started to swing forward and to my excitement I could see my sister’s milky boobs from left side hidden under that beautiful light green blouse. I had a sudden erection in my pants. I felt really happy at this moment. As she stood straight her pallu restored in the normal position but I could see her hide and seek navel. The first thing you realize is that you never seen her before on the bus, but there she was sitting at the back out of view where no one would notice her. She had no reason to hide she was beautiful, well that’s what I thought. You realised she was a student as she has a school bag next to her, a small detail you don’t really care about. To describe her in words is difficult, she had gorgeous shoulder length blonde hair which at the moment was tied back into a pony tail, her face had no.