She turned on the shower and got in, pulling the shower curtain close around her. The hot water was almost burning her skin as she kept focusing on br...athing, but she couldn’t stop the onslaught of sadness that rushed over her. She leaned against the wall as the tears fell down, mixing with the hot water.She hated to feel this way, but she couldn’t control it. Looking down at her hands she saw her wedding band. She spun it around her finger and thought about her husband. He was a good man, but. Wo boli ki bhia aur kitna bahar hai. maine bola ki abhi to adha bahar hai. wo boli jiju plz jaldi kisiye na bahut pain ho raha hai. mai bola ki dekho ab mai ek jor ka jhatka dene ja raha hu. agar tum thode der ke liye bardast kar logi to bad me bahut maza aayega. wo boli thik hai. ap lagayiye jor ka jhatka. maine apne dono hanto se uske kamar ko pakad liya aur ek jor ka jhatka mara. wo buri tarah se chila uthiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. "Can I get you another glass of wine before we sit down?" Yes, thank you," feeling his hand moving up to my arm, touching me lightly as he gently pulled me over to the head table. My stomach fluttered, my heart skipped a beat when I felt his fingers touch my flesh. I felt a slight shiver run through my body, goose bumps appearing on my arms. I flushed as I looked down, my nipples poked out the front of my silk blouse. No one had ever done this to me before, I did not know how to react."Are you. I just pressed my right hand fingers further below mami’s butt, while I moved my left hand to her ankle and started caressing it. No words spoken and started lifting the saree and petticoat till her right knee. Oh what a sight of my mami’s calf and knees. My right hand was almost below mami’s arse and I felt she was lifting it to allow better access. So, I hurried and pushed my hand further below her bums and she was almost sitting on me now. I dared not to see her all this while. My cock was.