The smell of breakfast seeps through the air vents and you can hear your family going about their morning ritual of yelling about the news, laughing u...controllably, and altogether being as Italian as possible. For a moment, you question why Mother didn't wake you up at seven as she always does, but then you remember: today is your birthday.You crawl out of bed and slip on a pair of underwear. Normally, you'd go ahead and get completely dressed for the day, but since the real festivities don't. .kaik thay chhe…. ohh ma jaldi karooo…., shhhhhhh ssssssshhhhhh. ab ye achha moka tha mene apna muh sidha uski chut par rakha sur apni jibh se uski chut ke bahar hi chat ne laga aur wo ek dam se uchhli aur sidha mujhe pakad liya aur mujhe apni upar le liya par mene kaha abhi aur maza baki hai bolke apne aaap ko control kar ke phir chut me apni jaban daldi. uska cunt juce bahot tasty tha, wo moaning kar rahi thi sssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhh…….. chhodo ene.. .aaa. He invited us to his room, to which I just nodded. Post dinner, we went into the room. I was eager to fuck, but Shilpa expressed tiredness from travel. She suggested sleeping early so it will be fresh from the next day.I didn’t mind, and we slept holding each other in arms. These acts really gave me a feeling of a protective husband. Shilpa couldn’t sleep and told me to sleep. Around midnight by some sound, my sleep broke. I didn’t find Shilpa in bed. I immediately got alert and stepped out of. He opened up a towel so I could lie down & he even looked away. Nothing inappropriate at all. He begins his massage. Everything was pretty much the same except the pressure he was applying was less & the movements were more extended. As he eased my shoulders I noticed that he began brushing up and around the side of my breasts. This was something he had not done before but it still did not feel like he was trying anything improper. It did begin to raise my temperature, if you know what I mean..