Thodi der baad achanak se didi meri kamare mai aa gai aur usane muze range hath pakad liya . Usane dhamki de di ki wo papa ko sab bata degi ke tu daru...pi raha tha . Maine use khub minnate ki … Mafi mangi .. Baad mai usane ek shart rakhi ke agar mai usako bhi pine ko daru de du to wo papa ko nahi batayegi.Usane kaha ke use bhi daru try karani hai …. To fir kya hum dono ne milkar khub daru pi… Didi ke aakho mai nasha dikhane laga… Fir wo apane room mai chali gai ..Idhar papa aur unake dosto ki. My hand and legs went limp as she stroked me even harder. When it came, it was like bolt of lightning and it shook me like thunder shakes a straw hut. I came like the showers that follow the thunder, the feeling wiping out last of my energies as I lay limp on the bed.She had not yet left me and we were lying there on her bed. Slowly as my mind came back to its senses, I felt an unusual atonement. I was at peace with the world all of a sudden as if the pent up rage, tiredness in my soul had come. Her breasts were hot and swollen; each ivory orb craved the touch of my callused hands and hot, wet lips. Impatiently, she shoved her hands inside my shirt, reveling in the feel of crisp black hair against her palms as she stroked my chest. Her fingertips sought and found my flat male nipple, and she pinched it gently, drawing a gasp of surprised pleasure from my sensuous lips.I could not take much more. I felt as randy as a schoolboy. My manhood was heavy with need for her. That she had been. ” It was time to find out if this was a game or for real. I walked over to her, put my hands on her hips, pulled her close, and kissed her. She kissed me back. It was a long, tongue battling, soulful, sloppy kiss that I could feel down to my toes. I knew she could feel my erection. She pushed her breasts and nipples into my chest. “That was nice.” she said, as our lips separated. Jeanine backed away a little, took my arm in her hand and sat me down on the bed. She turned away and walked.