Gihan raised his hands back to around his head.“Don’t fucking move. Anita, shake his suit,” Kareema said.Anita checked his shirt and his pants. ...ll she could find was a wallet with a few thousand rupees in it. “Not much,” she said as she threw the money on a nearby stool. Kareema turned the gun upwards, with a little smile.“Get the fuck outta here, bastard. And don’t fucking get caught around here again, or you’ll know what happens to ya,” Kareema said in an airy but demanding tone.“Thank you,. She is 5.2′ tall and has a figure of 36-30-34. I left my home around seven years back for higher studies at Delhi and I used to visit my parents one time in a quarter. Last time I visited my parents without informing them and when I reached the place I came to know from Aunty that they had gone to Chacha place at Chandigarh and will be back after two days. My aunt told me that I can stay with her for two days and since Uncle is also on official tour, she is also alone in the house. In the night. It looked like it was waving to her, under its own power. It and I were waiting for the delights of her body. I was going to win this battle, victory would be mine, and she would be mine. There was nothing I wasn't prepared to do to win her now.I saw blood surge to her pouty quivering lips, as she looked at it, they were now blood red too, under the pastel lipstick I had given her! Her high boned cheeks reddened, her beautiful face followed suit. Her eye lids fluttered. She was turning herself. Seeing such tools, I felt little naughty. I walked near the beach and was walking continuously.Almost all men were looking for my hot figure and big boobs, pink nipple and trying to see my nude butt eagerly. One said,” perfect figure, madam…Which country”, I said,”India.” He smiled and said, “I love that…take care …bye” and he went away.I came to some long distance. I saw only three white boys standing and chatting with each other. When I crossed all the three, they were amazed to see me and.