Mein ne bhi bahein us ke gale mein dal di or us ki aankhon mein dekhne lagi. Mein hamesha se hi smart ladkon se attract ho jati hoon or Vinay bohat ha...dsome tha. Mene us ki shirt ke button kholne shuru kardiye or us ke hath bhi mujhe sehlane lage. Vinay ne meri back se mere bal hatae or mere back pe chatne laga. Us ke hath mere pet ko sehlane lage or dekhte dekhte us ne meri saree utarni shuru kardi. Mein ghumti gayi or vo meri saree utarta gaya. Us ne mera blouse bhi utar diya or mere boobs ko. “I saw her earlier. She’s there. At the bar.”I looked towards the bar but Neil caught my hand, distracting me.“You wanna dance?”He’d pulled me through the crowd and across the room before I could protest. The music thumped, easing into me seductively. I hadn’t planned to dance but we were dancing and the brother of an egotistical arms-dealer had his hand on the small of my back. It slid down a little. I reached back and pushed it back up.“Wouldn’t you rather dance with your girlfriend?” I. He reaches above my head again and I feel cold metal on my wrists. It makes me shiver. A second later, both my hands are securely attached to his bed. I feel a light sense of shock; I’ve never been in this position before. But he is already kissing my neck, making me forget any concerns I had. He quickly removes the last of his clothing, and now it’s my turn to take in the view. It’s the most perfectly muscular body I have ever seen in my life. My eyes wander down and I take a good look at his. My father-in-law had goes to his house every sunday and won”t be back till late night. I was left alone with my mother-in-law. At 51 she has the best ass in the town and the biggest tits. Time and again she would shake her ass a bit too much for anybody”s comfort when she walks in front of me, but absolutely innocently. She has the voice of a teenager and would sometimes giggle like a girl with her breasts dancing like soap bubbles bouncing on the floor. Her nighties could barely hold them. To.