Ik baat or main sardar family se hon par main (shave karta ho or apne hair ko gel laga k rakhta hon) us k waad wo sali meri back par apne nakon marne ...agi fir main us ko bola chal kamre mein chalte hain or hum chale gye fir main ne apna lun us ko bola apne muh mein lay wo mana karne lagi par main ne kaha nai j toh karna padega us k waad us ne muh mein lay leya or chusne lagi ahhhhh maza aa raha tha jab us ko maza anne laga wo jor jor se karne lagi fir main ne us ki salwar utar de or nangi kar. I couldn't resist for long, and with a groan of approval, I leaned into him, kissing him back. His arms threw themselves around my neck, pulling me harder against him, and I went nuts, unable to control myself. My hands grasped at his small, taut waist line. He purred a little against me. As our lips pressed and slid against each other, I felt a stirring between my legs. I was getting hard, and I didn't care that I was kissing another guy. Kevin took it up another notch, his tongue delightfully. I felt up my legs. They were smooth and slender. They weren't thick andmuscular from the many errands I ran around town. Each one was coveredin some smooth silk stockings. I couldn't imagine where they came from.My clothes weren't what they used to be. My long shirt lost its sleevesand somehow I felt like there was a short dress on me. As my handstraveled up my taut waist, it felt ticklish. I could still feel howsmooth my skin was even under the dress. I poked my belly button with myfingers. I. She came out from behind the tree and was looking like a diva…It was not Thomas`s fault anyone can fall in love with her. she came and hold me smiling at Thomas. I caught her hand and started moving towards our room and Thomas was holding her from her waist which she did not object so nor did I. I am sure people who saw it might have thought all bad things about Ridhi but she was caught between Son Love and New found Love. Thomas was playing with her butts way up and I was realizing that…As we.