.karib 1 ghante ki driving ke baad gauv pahuncha..ghar jake dada-dadi ko pranam kiya…Karib us time 10-11 baje the morning ke me ghar dekhane laga au... purani yaade taji karne laga…fir mene mere dada se kaha , dada uper ke rooms khule hai ya lock laga hua hai…mere dada ne kaha khula hi ,tume dekhna hai to dekh aao me uper gaya aur ghar dekhne laga itne muje wo ladki dikhayi di jo hamare baju ke ghar ke chhat pe kuchh kam kar rahi thi…me usko dekh raha tha, bole to usko me is tarah dhyan se pehli. Her sternum shimmering, the dimpled curvature of her belly button collecting her moistness, the gentle slope of her pubic area’s partially concealed beneath the straps scraping between her inner thighs forcing the naturally spread slit to breach even wider. The exposed nub of her clit visible, appearing puffy if not swollen between the compressed folds of her labium; her thighs quiver in gentle spasms, separating above her spreading knees.The insulated door dividing the rooms swinging abruptly. You, dirty bag of shit!", he shouted as he noticed the other people around him. And then looking at the cars racing by."I bet that sobered you up a bit?", I smiled at him. "Let's cross the street when the light is green... That's much safer. It may even save your ass...". The people around us started to laugh loudly. That through the biker off guard."Faggot!", he shouted at me as I started to cross the street."Proud... and you know it...", I answered under my breath without looking back at him.. All of them get drunk and start talking about how messed up their life is. In between Rahul’s gets a call from Richa and goes out. Nishant and Abhi tell each other about how they both used to fantasize about Richa during college days and they device a plan to fuck her tonight by tricking Rahul.Once Rahul is back from the call, they ask him to call Richa to their place so that everyone can drink together. So after sometime Richa comes to their place directly from her office. It was ethnic wear.