Wo jyaada dar salwar suit pehnti hai . Ar mujhe bachpan se unko bina kapdo k dekhne ka man tha. Unke naram naram chuche chusne ka ar unki maklmali gaa...d dabane ka.Bachpan mein har garmi ki chuti me mami k ghar jaaa karta tha mummy k saath chorti thi. Mein jab bhi unke ghar jaata unke sarir ko niharte rehta. Jab wo juk k jaaru lagati to unke gore gore boobs dekh k muh m pani aajata. Lekin ab mein bada ho chuka tha 20 saal ka.Ar is baar mein akele gaya mami k ghar.Unke do bete hai takriban mere. “Your NGO will pay the bill.”“This way, madam,” Joseph said. He carried her bags and kept up a running line of chatter as they walked toward her new home. “This is bar, here,” he said, as they left the reception. It was another open-sided thatched roof hut with a circular bar surrounded by high chairs and a few tables. Several men were drinking beer and smoking. “Pilots,” the driver said. “Canadian, American, Swiss, Swede, Dutch, Russian – many pilots. Also, expats from forty NGOs and six UN. I was both emotionally exhausted and exhilarated but at a loss for words. As my mind replayed what had just happened I got hard again but quickly slipped off into a deep blissful slumber. I was awoken the next morning by the sound of the loo flushing then flushing again a few moments later. That triggered me to make a trip to the loo for my morning tinkle. On returning to my room I could hear Jenny and s*s chatting. I heard s*s say to Jenny … ‘I’m going to have a bath’ … ‘you go first’, Jenny. I made her stand up and took off her shirt and she was now in her bra and I unstraped it quickly. I fondled her breasts, they felt so soft and firm at the same time. She had these big nipples and I started kissing and sucking on them. I then kissed her stomach and I don’t know what she was doing; she had her eyes closed and laid out soft moans with everything I did. I took off her shalwar and panties, I saw that her pussy was almost shaved. I licked and rolled her clit with my tougue and she.