“Ab tumhari bri hey dukh deney ki?!”Arey nahien maim sahab,mien to isko d#sehla raha hoon takey iska derd kumho” woh kuch na boli aour aour meri...aik ungli uski gand mien ander baher ja rahi thi phir mien aour thook laga ker apni dooseri ungli bhi mila di aour do unglyaan ab badri asani sey uski gand key sorakh mien janey lagien. mujhe lg raha tha maim sahab ko bhi maza araha tha ab.Mien ney mainm sahab sey poocha,”Maim sahab ab mien ghusa doon apna lund apki gand mien?”“Han ghusa do mager. They shrank into a set of silkywhite panties with a hint of lace over the crotch. Next, I felt part ofmy T-shirt tighten into a bra with lace sides and smooth microfiber cupsthat matched the panties. I felt the slip as it formed around my torsoand over my blossomed bosom. A lace bodice with thin spaghetti strapsformed and I felt the silken folds cascade down, sending their lower lacehem dancing just above my knees. This time the slip felt like it had morelace than yesterday.Tilting my head. It was an almost perfectly rectangular block of stone. Its sides were raw, but the top was smooth and carefully polished. The color of this surface was dark, darker than the original color of the rock from which the stone had been hewn, reddish-brown, irregular, as if blotched — blood, I thought with a shudder, as if the stone had been drenched in it. I touched it with my hand — it was dry, of course, but I could not say whether I touched stone or a coating of blood or of something else, and I. “Ahh..why your boobs is small Ash. Its not as big as the one in porn movie “ I said and pressed her boobs in front of my friend.“Mine is not that small. Vinoth Anna you tell by urself” ash asked vinoth ,who was still in shock.“How does he know weather its small or big. Let him first touch yours “ I said and asked vinoth to keep his hand on my sister boobs. Vinoth who was still in shock placed his hand slowly on my sister boobs.“Press it vinoth anna. And you tell yourself” ash said and made him.