Meine mami ko apne room mein le gaya aur gate band kar diya phir mami ko apni bahon mein rakh kar uski gulabi hotho ko chusane laga waise hi mein paga... ho agya ,mami bhi mera sath dene lagi mere paas jyada time nahi tha mujhe mama ke ane ka dar tha isliye jayda kiss nahi karte huye,aur mein mobile me hi videos recoring me laga diya tha.Meine mami apni hath se uthaya aur andar le jakar use garden ko chatne or kiss karne laga wo kuch nahi bol rahi thi,mera 6 inch ka land ek dam khada ho gaya tha. I tried to take my time to delay but he was right - there was little shaving necessary. After about a half an hour he said that I'd taken long enough and that if I didn't come out he'd come in, and unhappy. After a bit of fiddling with the garters I had the gear on - stockings, thong and bustier. The short skirt wasn't long enough to cover my stocking tops and the bustier did create a slight illusion with the crop top that I had budding breasts. I came out."Woooo don't you look like a fine. He knew that I was from the future. And he didn’t want to kill me. More than that, he still wanted to be with me. ‘This is my home, Cien. This time. I am not going back to 2008. I won’t.’ He touched me gently again, my face, my hair. ‘Ye canna see what they’ve done to ye, Regan. If ye could, ye would run screaming to yer own time.’ Cien shook his head and stood. ‘I’ll go with ye to yer 2008, if ye will still have me as yer husband.’ He bowed his head and looked up again. ‘Will ye have me?’ I. My husband I mean. He might be asleep but you should not mind.I won’t mind that at all. So I went.Gayatri opened the door. For someone whose husband is ill, she was surprisingly decked. White saree with pink border, yellow low cut blouse and sandalwood on the cheeks (Telangana ladies wear that). Wow she looked amazing and smelling great even from the two feet distance. I looked at her face, it was neutral but the eyes were betraying something. Lust, is it?My driver was sleeping, thankfully. I.