Main: kab aun?kya kaam hai? Anty: suubha 9.30 ko. Main: ok aur mainn so gya aur subha college bang kar k anty k ghar gya maine bell diya toanty ne doo... open kiya uffffff kya lag rhi thi wo blue nity me main andar gya to anty ne door lock kiya aur muje drawing room mebitha main,,haan anty btaye kya kaam hai? Anty: btati hun btati hun ruk zra phle tea to pi le aur jb wo kichan ki traf jane lgi to nity se un ki gand ka ubhar wo to mai dekhta reh gya aisa lag rha tha unho ne panty nhi phni hai aur. For the next few days she refused even to look at me let alone allowing me to bring up the subject. Of course I spent the nights on the sofa and masturbating to the porn on the internet. On the fourth day, for reasons only benown to herself, she decided to talk to me again."I hope you are not as crazy as you are perverted. How the hell can your Mom make you want to fuck me in my present condition?" I don't really know. I felt it is OK just to try. We just move one step at a time and you can. Maine apni girlfriend ko ishara kiya ki isko try karna hai….Pahele toh muh banaya per boli….Mujhe lagta hai maza aayega kabhi kisi mote kale aadmi ka lauda nahin dekha hai…..Picture mein toh african hote hain per kisi indian kale ka lund nahin dekha…..Shaayad maza aaye….Tabhi lalaji aaye aur chai sabke samne rakh di……Tub maine bola lala kya kuch strong cheez nahin hai kya….Haan hai kyon nahin….Aur woh whisy ki bottle le aaye….Hum teeno ne 4 peg maare aur phir aaraam se baith gaye sofa. His hands run up the outside of my thighs, up my hands and arms to my neck and then rest tangled up in my hair. I'm looking up at him as he's not breaking eye contact. His right hand stays in my hair and his left traces down my neck to my chest. One finger slides down my cleavage. He's toying with me while his eyes are still locked on mine. His fingers find my nipples and he rolls them through my shirt and bra. My breath quickens and I press my hips forward. I want to see if his bulge is.