From there he described the devastation the fires had left and the futile feeling he had experienced while having to move back from the fire's extreme...heat. There was no mention of his phone call, no apology for his being curt with me and no indication that he had heard me say we needed to talk.I answered his letter, saying how relieved I was that he had not been injured in the fires and how much I appreciated hearing about his experiences. My letter ended with the caution: "Don't try to be a. Within a min a caught a message it was written nice song I was bit confused but later I came to know that there was a dialer tone for my number and it was pyarr ayya pyarr aaya oh I thought if I guess if its my friends (male) no.Then why he will send such msg to me it was sure that the other side it was a female I was exited n went home n called on that no. Hoping female there n my luck when call started I heard a sexy voice as she was in naughty mood n said hello wow I was lost for a while but. She said-“Chalo jab dil aa hi gaya, jamkar khelte hain”. I replied-“Meri achchi aunty chalo ab kapden kholkar aapko dekhoon, aapne kya kya khazane chhupa rakhe hain”.She said-“Toh utaro mere blouse, saree petticoat, phir main tumhara utaroongi”. I started with her saree by removing it from upper part of the body, then lower part, and kept it on in floor. Then unhooked her blouse and removed the bra. Her big boobs just came out. I was mesmerized by looking at milky white big breasts, I could not. "She loved the light submission she had succumbed to. It wasn't full blown but it was enough to feed into her budding sub needs. Inevitably she wouldn't make a great full-blown sub in the strictest sense of the word, but giving this man full control now and then would only add to the thrill in the bedroom. Besides, she knew that she would want to surprise him with a few things she had up her sleeve and take a bit of control back as the mood struck her. She knew she loved shared dominance with.