Nazneen was proud of her mangoesHe took a coin-sown bra and walked over to my wife. He put the bra down for a second and took her breasts in his hands... rubbing, kneading and weighing the soft fleshy mangoes as if they were some tropical fruit and he was testing the ripeness."What nice mangoes you have daughter !" he said, "I bet they made a lot of Muslim cream for your c***dren didn't they...fine sucking nipples!" My nipples are none of your concern !" she answered.Though not stopping him pull. I placed my lips on her's and locked her mouth with my lips and had a kiss and fuck session for about 30 minutes. After that she came and stopped me and laid in the tub holding me tight to her body for the next 30 minutes. It was too difficult for me to stay like this as my penis was still hard and waiting to cum.Then I told my bhabhi that I haven't cum as yet. As usual she was also shocked to her this. I told her to be in doggy style for which she accepted. I pushed my hard cock inside her. She was wearing “Langa” and blouse. I saw her from back she was an average figure. I thought.After a 15 minutes walk we reached the water fall. It was a little water fall; water coming from middle of rocks. There were huge sized trees near to it and the place was looking like a deep forest. She started to play with water flowing there. There was place where water stored up to the knee. She told me that she want to bath in that. I said “k”. At next moment she took her Langa and blouse. She was. This wasn't how I envisioned this conversation going, buy maybe Carlamight have some useful advice on the matter. Better yet, the drama mightdistract her attention away from publicly shaming me any further. Atleast for now.I settled alongside her on the bed, my ankles now killing me from my allmy rapid, needless strutting in heels. "Well to keep up appearances,Rich and I sorta pretended we were a couple. You know, to blend inbetter with the crowd. And so, we ended up standing close to each.