Phir mai usko direct smooch karne laga lag bhag 5-10min phir uski boobs ko dawaya kya maza aaraha tha den uski t shirt ke upar hin uski nipple ko chus... like kaat raha tha uski pura t shirt bhig chuka tha wo v hot hoo rahi thi kyu ki uske liye v yeh first tym tha phir mai uski t shirt ho nikala diya phir uski cleavage ko eek kiss kiya and daba ne laga wo thoda hard tha wese hin dabate raha uski jeans ko utar diya wo abhi srif panty and pink bra mai thi. Wo bahot hin slim thi so uske sath bahot. She knocked on his door and he opened it. He had quite a surprise look on his face. I dont know if it was because we showed up or because of what we were wearing. Anyway he invited us in and offered us a drink. after some small talk , how ya doing etc etc . My wife said it was rude of us and we should of taken off our shoes at the front door, he said no problem, but she insisted so we both took off our sneakers and put them by the door. So now we both are walking to his living room with our. But no more than I would have done with any of you.”At this John spoke up. “But Mum, I don’t understand why you had to go for so long.”“Didn’t you ask your Dad?”“Yes. He said you were in a paddy about him shouting at you for worrying him when you were late back from Aunt Ellen’s. You were punishing him for that!”“Oh he did, did he?” She turned to Peter with a grimace. “Not quite the whole truth again was it Peter? You’re getting good at half-truths. Will you tell him the rest or shall I?”Peter. My apartment was on the corner and looked out over a little park. You didn't want to walk through it at night. I was pretty content there because I stayed in that apartment for six years. That's when this story really starts. I was doing my studio preparation for my MFA. There aren't very many MFA candidates in sculpture. Well, there aren't that many MFA candidates at all. It's pretty rigorous qualifying and they only take people who already have a BFA. If you made the mistake in your undergrad.