Ak din easa mokka mil gaya ki ritesh ne mujhe chod chod kar meri pyas bujha di me ak din ritu ke ghar gai aur door bell dabai to ritesh ne door khola ...e andar chali gai mene puchha ritesh yaar ritu kaha hai to ritesh bola yaar nisha mom dad ritu sadi me outstation gaye hai kal dophar tak aayenge me sunkar wapis jane ka natak karne lagi kyuki me jana nahi chahti thi me soch rahi thi ki aaj achha mokka hai ritesh se chudwa lu.Ritesh bhi black zeans aur white tshirt me bahut handsome laag raha tha. ’ She began to massage the oil into her large mature breasts, rolling them in her hands, feeling the contours, and giving special attention to the hard nipples. ‘You can see, dear, why your auntie’s shoulders ache. It is from carrying around these large objects. I sometimes envy you smaller breasted women; you don’t have this extra weight to deal with. But then, they’ve brought me much pleasure over the years. Men love them, and my husband still goes crazy over my breasts. But its not men only. I let her know that I was planning a party this weekend and I had an important announcement to make. She obviously thought that I was going to propose to her in front of the whole crowd and make a lot of fuss about it. She ought to have known me better, I am a very private person and would have done nothing of the sort. I asked her to invite all her friends in the party and also informed her that I had already invited her folks over for the party. I was not going to take any prisoners. People. " Miranda wiped him clean. "Well come on - I'm starving."Throughout dinner Miranda flirted and touched Matt. One moment rubbing the back of his hand the next stroking his leg with her foot. On the drive back to Miranda's she gently stroked his inner thighs."Oh Matt, tonight was wonderful. I really enjoyed walking down by the beach after that terrific dinner - that was so romantic." Miranda leaned in and kissed Matt lightly and sensuously on the mouth, her tongue teasing his lips. "Goodnight.".