Ghar ki masee kaam kar kay 2 bajay challi gayee main nay uss o 4 din ki chutti day de aab main bilkul akaile the ghar main yaa KashifDopeher ko main n...y showe liya or badan ki khoob safaee ki or halka sa make up kiya or nails ko red paint kiya or red netted bra or panty pehne or ooper aik thick cotton gown pehna jo ghutnoon say thora say hi neechay tha or 4 bajay chai pee or lawn per tehlnay ko nikal paree i saw him he was busy with flowers in lawn was in payjama and kurta.main nay uss ko aisay. I’m idly stroking her thinking about whether we should go another round.She whispers, “I don’t know if you have noticed, but my womb is ripe.”I stroke her belly. “If I couldn’t notice just from fingering you, I think Bruce would have me in for years of remedial Whorecraft lessons. And then there is Smell of Sex. I’ve been thinking about it ever since the priestess said we couldn’t cast Remove Pregnancy.”“This isn’t how princesses have kids.”I’m not sure about that at all. Nobility has been. But he pushed me onto the glass window in the reverse direction and dropped my saree from my shoulder. My boobs were only covered by my blouse. Arman started rubbing my forearms and started kissing my back and neck. Then, he unhooked my blouse and started licking and kissing my bareback.Me: Arman, not here, please. Someone will see us from the opposite building.(But, I was turned on with this kinky lovemaking in front of a glass window with a heavy downpour of rain outside.)He gave a tight slap. I loved it. I also loved his full sack and soon found myself leaning foward and planting light kisses all over it. I didn't know what else to do, I just knew I wanted more and I wanted to keep going. I was so lost in kissing his sack that I didn't even realize that his cock was now hard and had doubled in size! I was amazed and just stared at it when he began to stroke himself. I remember becoming alittle angry actually. He felt like that was my job and he was taking it from me. I brushed his.