Her hand slipping under her skirt, lightly touching herself. The shy girl looked puzzled at the question…’cum? The boys cum a lot, on me… but I ...on’t know how to do that.’ she admitted reluctantly. ‘No, I mean… reach the peak? You know, like when it feels really really good inside?’ Sandra had been watching the teen, her own fingers pressing her own slit to try and relieve her arousal, but now she was staring at the shy girl. ‘You’ve never felt that?’ The shy girl shook her head, ‘some times. Suddenly the front door slammed shut and Geoff her husband of twelve years entered the room.Their relationship had decreased over the last year to the point where Geoff almost avoided kissing her at every opportunity; this was not true but Jenny thought it was and as always with the female of the species she found evidence to back up her fears. Like the other day when he shot off to work and never kissed her goodbye; or the other Saturday night when she cuddled up to him in bed and he simple. Usi samay gokuldham mai badi shanti thi. To jetha ke ghar mai sirf daya aur bapuji the. Daya rasoi mai kaam kar rhi thi. Tabhi bapu ji ki chillane ki awaz aai daya bhagi aur dekha bapuji bed par pade the aur dhoti pakade hue baithe the . Daya ne poocha ki kya hua bapuji to bapuji bole beta bout dard ho rha hai.Daya ne poocha kha to bapuji ne bataya ki lund mai. Daya boli haai maa mata ji yeh kya hua bapuji pareshani mai hai. Daya boli laiye bapuji mai dekhti hoon. Bapuji bole nahi beta tum. Near the centre of the park the path curved around a gently sloping bank of lush green grass and it was perfect for her purpose, she sat down and lay back resting on her elbows with one knee raised and the other one outstretched.Her little skirt had pulled right up her thighs almost to her hip, and Claire felt a sudden rush of excitement as she realised her tiny white panties would be clearly visible to anyone passing by.Several minutes passed before a young couple came by arm in arm and.