Truthfulness and respect are my qualities.I’m 5’11 inches tall, have a whitish complexionAnd an athletic body. My tool is like normal Indians 6.5 ...nches long and I’m proud of it. I’m a regular reader of ISS and always thought when an interesting event would occur to me so that I can also post it for you all.Now enough of the description now let’s come to the real incident.Last month while traveling back from Delhi a lady sat in front of my seat. She must be 26, fair complexion. I was hesitant. All of our relatives were came and try to console us. I sat near the coffin. My son sat at some distance from us and he got bored and playing games in his mobile. I noticed that he caught cold because of journey last night. I searched for my hand-kerchief to give it to my son but I forgot it in car. So, I thought for a while and strikes an idea.I moved from the place and went to wash room. Actually, that day I was wearing Dark green Saree. I rarely wear Saree, especially when I left for my home. She wisks across the stage, her long black hair shimmering in the spotlight. My friend can see that I am absoltely smitten. He knows I have a sweet spot for Asain women and this one was staggering to behold. The music was soft and seductive and she slowly peeled off one article of clothing after another. She was very small breasts, each capped by a dark hard nipple. She came over to the two of us and smiled warmly down at us. I was embarassed by the fact that I had a raging hard on that. The cousin then told mom since she has no money, she can play one more time if she wins she wins back all her money but if she loses she has to take out all her cloths and she has to continue playing until he says enough and the game will only stop if mom wins or he says enough, i was like wtf and he told me its a game and thats how games are.Mom was kinda drunk and then said fine she will play the game, she kept saying she is going to win all her money back. My heart was beating fast and i was.