.." said Venera. "The lady on the left is my mother; she is now a spry old biddy of seventy and she is as feisty now as she was fifty years ago. My pa...ents were naturists and my brother and I were brought up to be as well." While we were at university, my brother fell in with a bunch of Christian Fundamentalists who brainwashed him into accepting their narrow-minded beliefs. While I disagree wholeheartedly with his life-view, the very fact that he has a doctorate in comparative religion, just. Well she continued to think and the days flew by for a week she hadn't seen anything since or heard the voices maybe it was her. Another week passed and she forgot it. She walked home to the bus stop the usual route like she did after every working day through a few alleys, she never had trouble everyone knew her in those alleys too and so there was always an eye kept on her to make sure she got to her stop on time. Tonight was different though no one was out, talking to her the alleys were. Hehe!Back to my story ..well, I did my graduation from US n it’s then that I got introduced to a application in facebook named speedate through which I met a lot of friend’s but never got a chance to meet any coz of time constraint n I also never liked white chick’s but had a huge thing for desi girl’s. after my grad when I returned to India one fine day I opened d application to test my luck n much to my cheer I found this girl named Samantha from Bangalore ..as we started chatting we really. She allowed her legs to part, all thoughts of caution gone, all doubts and inhibitions fled from her mind as she surrendered herself to the animal desire flooding her being. A digit brushed the hood of her clitoris, sending a shock through her body that was felt by him and served only to push him on, give him encouragement and tell him that her want matched his own. His hand moved further down, pressure from his palm maintaining the contact on her most sensitive of areas but with probing.