Didi – tere se chudwane se acha hai ki mai gali ke kutte se chudwa hu.Mai – mai bhi toh kutta hi hu. Apne ghar ka.Itne me baathroom se awwaze aayi... Papa shayad nahane ke liye andar ghuse the. Mummy kitchen me khana bana rahi thi.Mai – Tujhe apne baap ko nahate hue dekhna hai?Didi – wow, saath me nahane ka dil karta hai.Mai – tu bole toh mai apne mut se tujhe nahla du?Didi – nahi mere pyaare burchatte, mujhe toh papa ka Lund pyaara hai.Mai – chal tu bhi kya yaad rakhegi, aaja mere saath. Maine. ”As she nodded in agreement, I slid the dress off her shoulders down to her waist, pulled down the soft lace of her bra revealing a pair of firm C cup tits with light brown nipples. I cupped a breast in each hand massaging her nipples between my forefingers and thumbs. She leaned back and we embraced in a kiss, twirling tongues, while I rubbed my bulge up the line of her thong.She moaned, broke the kiss, turned, kneeled down, undid and pulled down my pants, then my briefs to expose my firmness.. The trip was a blast and this was going to be our last night before we flew back in the morning. We decided to go this one club we hadn't been yet. It seemed like a normal club, loud dance music, over priced drinks and hot ass everywhere. But this night ended a little differently then planned.I bought a couple shots and my buddy bought a few and by the time I realized it, I was kinda drunk and was getting a horny. I started eyeballing this girl who was across the bar and was sitting next to. I noticed that she was not wearing any rings. ‘Gillian Watford …. Gill.’ She stood up and removed her top coat, folded it and added it to the bags on the overhead rack. ‘It’s always either too hot or too cold on these trains,’ she commented. Beneath the coat she was wearing a snug fitting crew necked camel coloured cashmere jumper and a beige calf length pencil skirt which clung to her hips and thighs. She really did have a tiny, hour glass waist, emphasised by the wide brown leather fashion.