‘I’m not saying no,’ Laura whispered, her voice so soft that Gray could hardly hear her. ‘Laura, are you sure?’ Gray asked gently. Laura ki...sed him and nodded. ‘I want to make love with you Gray.’ Laura’s voice was quiet, but steady as she fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. When she finally managed to unbutton the shirt, he groaned at the feather like touch of her fingers on his chest, held his breath when he felt Laura pull away. ‘I’m sorry, I don’t know what to …’ she trailed off and. .AND GUESS WHAT SHE RESPONDED: DAVER JI….….AGAR MER BAS ME HOTA TO JAB TU M ERE GHAR ME ATA THA….TUJHE KAMRE ME LE JA KAR APNI GAAND PAR SULAA DETI…. Mujhe is baat ne mast kar dia, and i said; KANJRI..TERE BAS ME HOTA TO TU APNE SAGHE BHAI SE BHI CHUDWA LETI…..AUR WOH KEHNE LAGI: HMMMMOOOH……AUR TU APNI BHABHI KI PHUDDHI KOP CHAAT LETA…. Masine BHAHI ke saare jisam ko chaatna shuru kar dia, aur ham 69 position me ho gae…me ne pyar se phir zor zor se usi haramzadi ki PHUDDI ko chaata….aur woh mer. She had meanwhile changed into a comfortable t shirt and tracks and was setting up stuff at the dining table. The food was amazing! After lunch, she asked me to stay behind for some more time and I agreed. Chennai has been pretty hot off late and I guess that worked to our advantage . She suggested we go into her room because that’s were the ac wasshe switched on the ac and the laptop and switched off all the lights and got into bed while I stood there wondering where I was gonna sit. She. Abby, Constance and Clara squeezed into the back. Abigail wore tight shorts and a crop-top. Connie had a short skirt and a blouse. Unbuttoned far enough to show off the edges of her bra. Clara wore her dark grey dress. Though she had on lingerie underneath.We were headed into town. Specifically to a sex shoppe. The girls were astounded by the walls and shelves covered in erotica.Clara was obviously scandalized by the various products. Scandalized and aroused. She had that tell-tale flush on her.