Ummmmmmm…Ahhhh, thoda dheere se…But mai nahi rukaMaine uska top utara or jeans k button khol kar usko b nikal diya, vo bra or panty me thi red col...ur ki bra or panty uske gore badan p baut acchi lag rhi thi…Maine apni shrt or jeans b nikal diye, or uske upar let k uske boobs chusne laga, ek hath se uski chut m ungli karne lga…Vo puri tarah se garam thi chudne k liye,maine pehle usko puri nangi kiya or ab apna lund uske hath m diya…Vo masalne lagi mere lund ko, maine usse chusne k liye kha to vo. He got scared and acted as if he was taking the clothes hanged near my wife’s waist. She thought he was genuinely searching for some dress. She moved little away and continued searching some more clothes. This time she didn’t sit but she was bending and trying to find some good ones.On the other side he stood up and started fiddling with the clothes above. He again moved close to her but she was so involved in selection that she forgot everything else. He stared peeping at her half exposed. 5inch h or agr koi b lady gurgaon ya delhi se mjhse milna chahe ya seceret relationship rkhna chahe to mjhe mail kre. Meri email id hai or m umeed krta hu pyasi chut jinhe mere lund ki jrurt h wo mjhe ek chance jrur degi. ab m story pr ata hu.Ye bat tb ki h jb m apne ghar pr akela rhta tha kyoki mere papa govt job me h to unki transfer dusri city me ho gyi thi isiliye meri puri family whi shift ho gyi thi or m ja ni skta tha kyoki meri 12th class thi pr meri mummy k khne pr meri nani mere. ”“As are you. I’m just saying, Amelia deserves the best, so be the best.”Relaxing, I smiled. “Did she tell you about her song?”“What song?”I shoved the Smartphone across the table. “You should watch it.”Peter’s eyes opened wide. “You videotaped it? You? How did you figure it out?” He grinned at me.“Smartass. Watch it.”He picked up the cell, thumb swiping and tapping. Familiar music started. Her voice rose.One minute later, Peter whispered, “Ho-lee-shit.” Amelia’s voice, even tinny, sent shivers.