Aur mujhe tight hug karke kiss karne laga. Fir mene bola tum tv dekho. Me hmare liye coffee banake lati hu. To wo tv dekhne baith gya n me coffe banan... gayi. But neel ko chain nahi pada. Neel bhi mere piche kitchen me aa gaya. Me coffe bana rahi thi n wo pichese mujhe chipakke khada tha n mere boobs jor jor se daba raha tha. Mujhe accha lag raha tha. Aur baate kar raha tha…Neel – mene jo diya wo bra pehna kya.Me – haan pehna.Neel – panty pehna?Me – haan (sharmake)Neel – pasand aya bra n. My bums were constantly hitting his firm and hairy thighs. My boobs were bouncing just in front of his face. Javed caught hold my boobs in his powerful palms and started sucking and licking my nipples. After five minutes, I became tired so Javed started thrashing me from the bottom.He thrashed me nearly ten minutes then requested me to lie on the bed on my back. I did so. Javed lifted my legs on his shoulders and said,”Didi, your legs are very fine and soft.”He again inserted his piston in my. ..Trying to unwind and take my mind of all these many difficult things yetagain with a large glass of whisky, I suddenly felt an increasing urge totake out the small velvet box again now minus the strange powerful ring,and re-read and reflect on that old Christmas card and it's spideryhandwritten message "For Sure t'is not Finnegan"...For it had suddenly reminded me of an unusual conversation about the weefolk that I'd once had one evening long ago with Brendan, when we'd bothhad a few too. Phir humne planing banaya ki kahi bahat jayenge to hum dono shirdi chale gaye waha humne ek hotel me room book kiya phir maine condome ke do packet kharide the aur hum room me gaye maine aunti ko hug kiya aur aunti ne muze bhi lipat liya phir maine aunti ko kiss karte gaya phir humare jibh eksath gulmil gayi phir maine aunti ka top utar diya aur salwar bhi utar di ab aunti sirf bra & panti me khadi thi phir maine dekha ki aunti ki black rang ki panti gili huyi thi muze laga ki auni kayi salo se.