.To usne muskurate hue kaha” meri jaan ye tumhara surprise tha, or jab tum ghar aaye the tab me neha sehi baat kar rahi thi phone par”..Mene ussey...pucha “Tumne ussey meri baat ki?”..Usne kaha “Haa karli ,or usko tumhari photo bhi batayi, usey tum pasand ho :)”..Meri toh khushi ka jese thikana hi nahi raha..Or ye sunkar me thoda confident hogaya..But me us samay night suit me tha(actually simran mere paas wale gharme rehti hai to uske bulane par me jesi haalat me hota hu waise hi chala jata hu. Now Shinatri felt two men holding her in place. When she tried to turn her face away, they smacked her in the back of the head and growled at her to be still. But the two slaves holding her did not follow their own advice. No… while she was forced to watch her mother’s unfolding rape, one man’s hand slid between her legs. She stiffened as his fingers found her helpless cunt, sliding two fingers roughly inside her dryness, exploring her intimate folds as if he had every right.“Please,” Shinatri. "If you are done with your reading, shall we eat dinner, Maria?" he asked in an authoritative voice. He removed his hat and set it on the hallway table, looking back at her. Their eyes met, and she froze in shock looking at the man’s familiar face."Going to stand there on your first night of freedom, Maria?" the man smiled.Maria, still in shock, stared intently at the man. A nagging feeling of familiarity kept kicking in. The book described the man in front of her in detail as the man called. I think you remember my Shobha Aunty. She was a 37 years old sexy lady with a figure of 36-32-34. I cannot forget the fun she gave me. I am sorry I took a lot of time to complete my virginity story. For those who have not read it, please read the first part.I was sucking Shobha’s left boob and then moved to her right boob. She was moaning with pleasure. Before I can move more, the calling bell rang. It was her daughter Saloni, who disturbed our romance. We immediately dressed up and I hurriedly.