Hema’s husband had to go on an audit tour once for a week and so Hema was alone. She invited me for dinner that day when her husband had left. She ...as in a nightie when I went to her house. I was in a casual dress, a lungi (coloured dhoti) with a shirt on. She served tiffin to me and while serving, she came close to me and her fragrance kindled my senses. I could see her curves and I understood that she was wearing nothing inside. I waited for her to complete her dinner and she came and sat by. Meri figure34-28-34 hai. Hamare ghar mai mere mummy papa aur bhayia hai.meri umar 18-19 saal ki hai.rang gora chuchi gol hai.meri pichli story muje randi banaya aapko pasnd aayi thanx,us din mai 6 baje ghar pahunchi meri taange dukh rahi thi sharir tut raha tha, par maza bahut aaya tha, meri saheli hai hema mai us-se sari baat share karti hu, uska birthday tha 18 june ka, mai uske ghar gayi wo tayar ho rahi thi, maine use wish kiya. Wo bahut khubsurat lag rahi thi,Me : chalo party do aaj b’day. He did not say a wordto her. He let her stew about this for a few minutes until she could not takethe silence any longer and she spoke again. "Sir…." she did not get a chance to finish her question "Very good pet!" She could tell she suddenly pleased him. "Youwill be a quick pupil." Out of the blue her spirits lifted knowing he was happy although she hadno clue what she said that made this stranger so pleased. Her heart flutteredpleased with herself. "Now I want silence from you again." He. A soft moan escapes my lips. His mouth begins to wander down my body. Over my supple breasts, my nipples rock hard as he ignores them. Moving over my stomach I feel goose bumps rise over my skin. I can feel his breath against freshly shaven pussy. He likes it nice and smooth, to always be clean. His tongue wriggles into my folds, finding my clit easily as he flicks his tongue teasingly over it. My back arches as I let out a soft moan. The way he touches me, always takes my breath away. I lay.