Kuch hi der me tufaan sa chalne lag gya tha. Main aur Nitu ne activa side me laga di aur whan ek ped ke niche baith gyi.Main – Nitu yaar main tumse ...uch kehna chhata hoon.Nitu – Haan bolo ?Main – I love you Nitu main tumhe bahot pasand karta hoon.Nitu – I love you too, main toh tumhe kab se pyar karti hoon.Ye sunte hi main khush ho gya. Tabhi maine apne honth Nitu ke hontho se chipka diya. Maine uske hontho ko jor jor se chusne lag gya. Wo bhi kissing me mera pura sath de rhi thi.Mere hath ab. So I used to kiss her regularly only when we were alone. She also would kiss me back.Later we changed our house but they were like our relatives we used to regularly visit each other house but frequency decreased. She was married later. when I was in 12th std I visited her house when she came to maike ( mothers house). She was cleaning the floor with broom and I saw her cleavage for 1st time but her husband and brothers were there so I couldn’t stare at it. I had heard some affairs of her in. Her voluptuous breasts were framed by the rope and squeezed close together, creating a lovely view of her cleavage, while projecting her erect nipples straight out. “Look at me, darling,” I directed. I held her chin in my hand, as her eyes met mine adoringly. It seemed like a good time to slap her tits forcefully, back and forth several times. She inhaled deeply, but said nothing. She groaned out loud when I pinched each helpless nipple between my thumb and finger. “Quiet, slut,” I hissed,. I still did it because I liked the idea of being in the medical weed business. If some cop stumbled on the field, I could plead the good deed as a mitigating circumstance at trial. I might be able to get a reduced sentence at least. So I texted her a coded message to meet me at the park, at 6PM.“So what’s up,” I asked, when she arrived.“I have an acquaintance in North Wilkesboro. She wants me to hook her up with my supplier. That’s you of course,” she said with a smile.“I can’t do it. I don’t.