My hair was all messed up, I was dressed like a slut, and there was this really lustful look on my face as I prepared to get fucked for the first time... He got behind me and grabbed a hold of my hips. I held myself in place as I felt his head poke my hole. While I had fucked myself with my dildo earlier, his dick was way thicker so it still took some getting used to. It slowly slipped in, but he wasn't about to stop. I started panting and whining, this really hurt, and was totally the opposite. She was also the woman who up until now he’d viewed as friendly but distant and completely unattainable. He was in a state of rapturous delight, enthralled by the mere fact that he was holding her hand and had his arm around her.Still, however, he couldn’t help but remember that every time it seemed like he was getting close to her she’d said or done something that gave him the feeling she was pushing him away. He reminded himself she was merely giving a dance lesson and it probably meant no. She welcomed me inside and offered me cool drink and started to talk about various things.And in the discussion came the topic of the servant maid, bhabhi was cursing that she is absent and that she herself has to do all the work now.Say this she excused me and tied the pallu of her sarri up and started to sweep the house and talking. My god she has grown plumper and her melons were extra ordinary, wonder how much massage is she getting from bhaiya.I dint blink my eye all the while and her arse. " My words turn into moans as he buries his face in my neck, still holding my wrists captive. He covers my neck in kisses and makes his way up to my waiting lips. He is an amazing kisser as his tongue finds mine and he hungrily nibbles on my lips. He returns to my neck, nibbling and kissing and finally releases my wrists as he makes his way down to my breasts. His teeth rake across my nipples through the silky fabric of my nighty and they harden in his mouth. His hands cup my breasts and begin.