Dusre din job main bahar ghum ne keliye nikal tu use ke sath mulkat hogai main bola app ithar kyese tu usne kaha ki main meri bhabhi waha thari hoon m...ine kaha thik hai usne pucha app kaha jarahe hoo tu main bola market gumne jarahoon app koo kuch lana hai kya usne kaha nehe maine yese hi pucha aur main chala gaya , do teen mulakat ke bad hamari dosti hogaye. Aur ek din ke bat jab us din main uske mulayam badan ku chua ye app ku batane jarahoon.Ek din ke baat hai mara chuti ka din tha aur ghar. Donna sat next to him, I could tell from the look on her face she was gagging for it. As Jeff carried on with his speel, Donna was looking at him, then he took something out of a folder, showing graphs and deals, as Donna leaned over to look she put her hand on his thigh, as he talked she leant over again, each time moving her hand further up his leg.As she leaned in for the sixth time, he put his folder down and looked her in the eye, as she moved her hand onto his cock. As she rubbed it he. I bent down, pushing my face against her chest, and then taking one in my mouth. My tongue flicked and ran circles around her quickly hardening nipple. My hand found her other breast, squeezing it, before starting to tease the nipple between my fingers. Melanie was hanging onto my hair as I worked her perky breasts. My free hand reached down and undid her jeans button. To my surprise, Melanie wasted no time in shaking her own jeans off, obviously wanting every bit of what I had in mind. She had. Mithun: Please Mom, do this for me. Next time I’ll do it myself.I turned towards my daughter and she was sitting there smiling.Me: Okay! Wear your inners and come. I’ll help you.He said okay and went inside to wear inners.Mandhana: Why did you ask him to wear inners?Me: What! I don’t want to get into the situation again? Suddenly he came out wearing the towel again.Mithun: Mom, I am thinking, I was really comfortable when I was wearing the dhoti without any inners. So now I am not wearing any.