Suck harder than now. Aahh priya…. you have the best pair of boobs in this age. I am sure your husband will be a lucky guy when you get married. Sir... …. aahh. thank you. Please suck them again… I am loving it. He was sucking my boobs one after the other.While sucking one, he was pressing the other and pinching my nipple while rotating it. It was almost 7:00pm and the clock made us to come back to our senses. My boobs were red due to his sucking and then we remembered that I have to leave else. ‘You’ve been punishing me every day for what happened in the museum, and Christ, I told you I was sorry for that. And what do you do? Try and make me break my promise to you! I tell you I cant take much more of this, girl!’ He was facing the wall, shaking with fury and pent up sexual frustration, so when he heard her slight chuckle explode into fierce giggles he turned on her in bewilderment. ‘What in Christ’s name is so goddamn funny, girl?’ When she could breathe again she began to gasp out. When he stood, I curled up on the couch under the blanket I had there, assuming he would resume his original position on the loveseat. Instead he sat on the other end of the small sofa, next to me. Eventually my buzz began to dwindle just enough to feel the icy atmosphere enveloping us and my body started a series of involuntary shivers. My drunken mind, now only able to focus on the cold, remembered the warmth of Guys back and chose to change positions until I was leaning on him. Though he. Let me describe all three members of my family here.My father as I said was a government clerk and he was about 5’7″ in height and slightly on the darker side. He was thin but has a potbelly. He was very unattractive as a male.Mother, on the other hand, was extremely fair, was slim, and was 5’7″ in height, which makes her tall by female standards. Her figure was perfect and like those of a college girl. She had long hair. She used to work before marriage but after marriage, she had stayed at.