. softly,……up and down, …..tracing every inch of your waist with my strong, powerful, gentle hands. You relax your arms to your sides and I now...caress them as well, careful to massage them after a long day of work, relaxing the muscles, easing the tension, stroking the firm flesh that now is in my hands. I trace from your sleek sexy hands, to your wrists, slowly up to the elbows,……. sliding up to your bare shoulders, massaging them and slowly moving my hands to the base of your neck. My hands. If u ever said that again i am gonna tell masa and masi..disgusting!Me: And if u do not let me touch you i am gonna tell jiju what you did with that big black stranger man in the bus and why do u travel in such cheap buses.(Sis looked at me with shocked and a lot of fear in her eyes, She nodded her head as if pleading not to tell her husband and looked away from me in an act of crying)I came closer to her, My excited dick almost touching her ass from over her leggings. She felt that and looked. So she started coming to my place the very next week. Then on we started studying regularly. It so happened that one day she came to my house around 2 pm and we studied till 6.30 and she had left but since I stay in Bandra and she has her house at kharghar it’s a long ride back home for her. That day my parents had left for Delhi and I was all alone in my place. But after a while I hear some one knock on the front door, so I went and opened the door to my surprise it was nandini who was soaked. “Watch him,” Lindsey said, “he will shove that cock all the way into her, damn he is such a stud.” Her pride in her dad’s sexual prowess put me in awe. She obviously had watched this more than once.And just as she had predicted he did penetrate her driving his monster cock balls deep into my mother. Mom moaned and clawed at his back with her nails. “Oh fuck Jeff, fuck me like a slut.” I had never heard my mother talk like this and as shocked as I was I found it arousing. I had never thought of.