My hands visibly trembled and I repeatedly shuffled about as the driver slowed to a halt in the middle of the cul-de-sac and we stared at each other. ...“So...” we started, both simultaneously mocking some kind of clichéd awkward love scene and genuinely unsure of what next to say. The moment seemed like an age, an age of pulses racing and of hearts beating so loudly the driver could barely hear his radio. She laughed uncomfortably and made a long sigh, still holding my eyes with hers, pausing. ..do...” I groaned. I could fight the pain, but the pleasure...? How could I fight pleasure? My body yearned to surrender to it.“I can hurt you,” Cherry moaned. “If that will make you happy. I want to make you happy. I'll take such good care of you.”Her magic reached deeper, tendrils climbing over my mind's redoubt, reaching closer and closer to covering me in worship for her. I groaned, banging my head back into the rock wall, my balls aching to erupt into her sweet pussy.Then she suddenly. 1 ke hei waise bhbhi bohut achi kesem ke thi wo ger mardo ko nahi dekte thi hamesh pallu ya odrne badan per liya kerte thi bhabhi ache khyalo ke thi or nek dil ke thi wo hamesh muje kise bhi kaam se bulati thi marker jana ho gar ka kaam ho Mere gar wali or bhabhi ke gar se achi relation ban gai thi or bhabhi or mere achi jamte thi liken ek din nazerya badal gaya mere maan me bhabhi ke liye aise kayal nahi tha bhabhi ke bacche apne nani ke gar gai thi garmi ke chittiyo chal rahe thi or mere gar. Later we had dinner at around 9 pm and after that we sat on the sofa to watch a movie Dirty Picture.I piped Into her big boobs as she was wearing a nice white colored nighty from where her lines were open for me to see I got encouraged as she never use to wear It night-wear outside her bedroom. I slowly moved my hands on back and started touching her back to which she looked at me with a question mark on her head but didn’t say anything and continued watching the movie. She didn't resist which.