Ini looked at his 12 year old grandson who had been given the nickname nip by local residents, nip pointed at the door as 2 local yobs entered, Ini kn...w they were trouble and was proofed right when they started mouthing giving racial abuse and making threats. The door opened and Cindy walked in listened to the 2 yobs then walked up to them and thumped them both of them grabbed them by the hair dragged them to the door and threw them out, she looked at Ini said ” I hate racists ” Ini thanked her. The way you know someone is looking at you and how you turn so they can see you better. I love the way your eyes betray the way your heart feels even when your mind is screaming for our passion to end. We both know what we are doing is insane, but passion is insane, desire is madness and I am lost in the madness of our liason.We are caught in this tangled web of beautiful lies and burning passion. But your beauty is something I long to experience again in a way that can only be madness. I must. Piya reached for Malti’s vagina and stroked it gently. Slowly she fingered Malti’s vagina for 10 minutes, which was now very wet. Malti reached an orgasm and released Priya’s nipples.While wearing a saree and blouse, Priya pointed towards her nipples and said, “Bhabhi, look what you have done. You have made them sore.”Malti blushed. Priya hugged her and said, “Bhabhi, I love you as you fed me your dudh, and I promise you I will also feed you with plenty of my dudh.”Malti kissed Priya on her. Then, the day of the wedding came. We were both up earlier than anyone else. I found her downstairs, making coffee. I was still in my underwear, I hadn’t thought that anyone would be up. She turned and looked at me. “If I’d known you were gonna walk around like that, I would have been up early making coffee years ago,” she said with a giggle, staring at the semi-erection still in my underwear. “Really now?” I said. I didn’t know whether to run back.