“Come in!” she demands Michael walks in awkwardly, one hand still on his junk. “If you’re getting a show… I want one too. Come in here and w...nk with me” she purrs. Michael’s face is one of shock but he does as he’s told and he perches at the end of the bed and carries on to jack off. “pull your pants down” Michael stares in disbelief. He’s always wanted to have a woman dominate him but none of his exes were woman enough to give him orders. He was finding this incredibly sexy and as he watched. Bhabhi boli – ye sahi nhi hai. Main unhe dhokha de rhi hu.Maine unko smjhaya k bhabhi main ye baat raaj rakhunga aur hum dono ki icha puri ho jayegi.Achanak unki aankhon mey chamak dekhkar dekhar mjhe viswas ho gaya ye aaj chudegi.Maine jhat se unhe pakad kr kiss krne laga. Unhone mere baal pakad liye aur mjhe dabane lagi.Maine ek haath se unki gardan pakdi aur dusre se unke doodh dabane laga. Kya soft doodh thee. Maza aa gaya. Main unhe bedroom mey le gaya aur bed pe patka aur t shirt fad di. He groped at by chest for a few minutes and then be reached down to kiss me. It was cool and sweet and something that I will remember forever. Well, he mumbled I guess its my turn. He grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and off it came . As I said earlier, Phillip wasnt ripped, but he was in pretty good shape from sports. I slid off my skintight jeans slowly, teasing a bit. His eyes roamed over my breasts and my flat stomach and lingered on my lady bits that were still covered. Luckily, I had paid. Or main ney Ankita ki shirt utaar di or us ney bra bhi sath hi nikaal dya. Meri to jaan hi nikal gai kyon key main ney kisi bhi ladki key breasts ko nacked dikha tha itney pyaary boobs dikhtey hi main ney muh me ley kar chosna start kar diya or choos choos key lal kar diye to Ankita kehney lagi yehi bhook thi kya or kuch nahi khana ? Or yeh kehty huyi meri shirt utaar di or meri chest se dewaano ki tarha chipak gai. Phir usney mera trouser nikaal dya or mera land jesey hi trouser se bahar.