Aur ek dum se fulle hue the.Unke husband ca hai jisse ki wo month me sirf 1 week ke liye hi ghar aate the. Mai apne didi ko pehle kavi bure najro se n...hi dkhta tha lekin kuch haadso ne mujhe aisa krne pe mjboor kar diya. Ab hum kahani pe aate hai…Garmio ka din tha,didi apne sasural yani humare ghar rehne ke liye aane wali thi. Shaam ko jub wo ghar aayi to sub bahut khush hue.Didi red colour ke saari me kaafi sundar lag rahi thi.Fir didi room me chali gayi aur mai v unka saara saman leke unke. But he be forced me to give my ass for fuck. At last he said he will not give me money or let me not go if I didn’t allow him. Then I agreed with half minded. He then made me nude completely and removed his dress also. I saw his tool; it was more than 6 inches and thinner than me. He take a little packet from his trousers pocket. It was a packet of oil; he dropped it into his tool and massaged it completely. He then asked me to stand in my knees and he bend me. Then he placed his hands in my. He put his hands on my shoulders and ran them down my sides. His hands roamed over my waist, hips and ass. He was checking me out, as I struggled in vain. He seemed satisfied and smiled at me. He began to slowly and more thoroughly explore my body through my clothes, spending more time on my tiny waist and 36C tits. After awhile, he knelt down in front of me. He abruptly flipped up my short pleated skirt and took a good look at my bare hips and low-rise black cotton thong. At this, I really. I was wondering how he could finger me as he was standing besides me. However, something was running through Praseed mind. Within few minutes Praseed forced in the crowd to move little close to the old man, I was standing near his legs, and his hands were on my bag and were very close to my thighs. Due to the movement of the bus, I was feeling occasional brushing of the old man’s hands over my thighs and I took it casual. Slowly I could feel his hands touch my bare knees and it was ticklish. So.