Her name is “Keerthana Y. Podhuval”, we all used to call her Keerthi. She is 25 year old, fair, black chest long hair, black big eyes, sharp nose,...little chubby cheeks, luscious lips. She is 5 feet 5 inch tall, must be around 56kg. Very nicely sculptured body with 34-28-36. Firm round breasts, firm round ass cheeks, a killer hourglass waist. She is a stunning beauty whom everyone wanted to pull to a corner and smooch her, eat those firm mangoes and lift her leg and just shove-in for pleasure.. .. Ohhh I don't....Ohhh, Ahhhh, Ohhhh, its hot, Ohhh...", it seems she didn't know what to say. She didn't move, just watched as my entire cock sank into her. She definitely had lost her viginity sometime in the past, for there was no resistance. Maybe a corn cob had broken her hymen, the one she was using was much wider than my dick. Then she raised her legs and wrapped them around me. I was totally within her. "It feels so good, so damn good, please don't take it out", she whispered. . . Just keep it open. I thought for a while and let it open and told him to move from there. He went. I turned back and started to remove my saree. Suddenly he came and said stop madam.I said why. He asked what type of petticoat u are wearing? I angrily asked why do u need it?He said don’t be too angry young lady. You are going to wear sexiest saree.. So if you are wearing a flared petticoat it won’t look nice.By his words I was really surprised. I thought he is very expert in selecting dress.. “But why, uh, why are you naked?“Why not. I’m a ghost. My clothes didn’t die, just me. I know it’s not like you see on TV. Since I can’t touch anything concrete, there’s no way I can wear clothes. You’ll notice I’m not really sitting on the bed.” Abbie realized that he was actually sitting a few inches above the surface.“And why do you have that?” Abbie said, pointing at the penis which was still big and hard despite what had apparently been an orgasm. “It usually takes a while for you to get.