Next day was Sunday and my parents were at home Savita aunty came with Sweet and got introduced with my mom and she praised me to my mom and felt so s...rry for not having a child at all. My mom said its ok u can consider my son as your son, she pampered on my head and went back, as days pass by all the kiddos of my apartment started called Rashmi uncle as Khadus (Arrogant), and aunty use to laugh when some one prank her husband. Savita aunty use to call me at her home every now and then to. Mai ab neha he baare mai batata hoo lambe baal height 5.5 goori, medium chooche, moti gand aur patli kamanr dhikne mai poori dhande vali lagti hai ab mai kahaani ki aur aata hoo pehle mera neha ki aur koi bura intention nahi tha hum doono padosi the uska ek bhai bhi tha kamal joki mere barabar ka tha mai aksar kamal se sath padne ke liye uske ghar jaya karta tha ek din jab hum dono pad rahe the neha bhi hamaare sath aake bait gai hum sab bate karne lage ,Tabhi neha ne angdai li aur apna pose. In spite of her preparations, the alarm had not been put forward an hour due to the time change. Cindy got dressed quickly with the clothes she selected the night before: a just-above-the-knee skirt with fitted jacket, silk blouse, sheer stockings, and conservative pumps. Resisting the urge to primp, she settled for a glance in the hall mirror. While her wits would ultimately determine her success, Cindy liked dressing a bit provocatively, though she didn’t flaunt her looks but did choose. She touched his chest and felt his heart racing. She ran her fingers though his hair, kissed his neck, and nibbled on his ear. It was now his turn to moan in pleasure. She felt herself getting wet with desire. He raised her shirt and exposed her bare breasts. He cupped them and gently squeezed them in his hands. He rubbed the hard nipples under his thumbs as he bent his head to kiss and suck each one sending goose bumps up and down her body. He moved from her breasts to her neck and back to.