I stopped just inside the door and turned to ask my wife if she really wanted to be in here. She looked over my shoulder and said not really , I don't...feel like being ****d by those guys ,lets leave. We went back out to the truck, the parking lot was brightly lit and there where d**g deals being made every where. I poped the door locks and I jumped in then I remembered my wife's short skirt. As soon as she started hiking it up the yelling started. Every scumbag there yelled something at her.. ” Dad leaned in and whispered “That’s what I’m afraid of. Honestly, I could care less if he wears them as long as it is contained to the house but Pat is absolutely against condoning it.” Uncle Courtney was at a loss for words and I am sure he didn’t want to insult or offend Dad so he simply replied “Good luck.” To my great fortune Jessie removed her ruined pantyhose late that evening in the powder room. Mom must have forgotten about them being there because when I came downstairs on Sunday. Then she started “this is really heart breaking for you, I myself feel the pain but you need to get strong in life, what if you are cheated by some other girl in future, you don’t need to be a devdas, learn to give back in life” I was furious not with Kritika but with the situation, I stared at her angrily, she was still trying to cool me down while showing hatred for what her sister did to me. I got really worked up with her words and angrily asked her “giving it back!!!! then why don’t I. ती अजुनही माझ्या डोळ्यातच पाहत होती. मी तिचे खांदे कुरवाळून तिला आणखी उत्तेजित करत होतो. ती तोंडातल्या तोंडात माझ्या लिंगाशी जीभेने खेळत होती. तिने तिची कंबर वर उचलली असल्याने तिच्या कमरेवरुन वक्र होऊन पुढे वाढलेल्या नितंबांचा रेखीव आकार खुपच आकर्षक दिसत होता. त्यावर पाणी पडून त्याचे तुषारात रूपांतर होत होते. मी खांद्यांवरून माझे हात तिच्या केसात घातले व तिचे केस दोन्ही हातांनी घट्ट पकडले आणि म्हणालो,”आता कळेल सवाशेर कोण आहे ते”असं म्हणून तिच्या केसांना धरून तिचे डोके झटकन माझ्या शरीराच्या.