My hands reached down with in his shirt, feeling his hairy chest, abs and down to his navel. His hands moved up my legs and got as high as they could...before our position restricted their ascent.He stood up, smiling, a huge tent pole in his trousers, and took his shirt off revealing a chiselled muscular frame of beautiful sun kissed skin and a light dusting of hair over his chest and then a midline down to his navel and beyond. The shirt was off and he embraced me fully, wrapping his firm. Jai smiles at damini, his total attention is on her. Even when the waiter comes with their food he retains his focus on her. She loves the attention. It’s something that she hasn’t had in a long time.“did you enjoy last night?” jai asks.“what do you mean?”“last night when i called you. When you touched yourself for me and got off. Did you enjoy that?”Damini blushes and turns away and replies “i shouldn’t have done that.”“you still didn’t answer the question, did you enjoy it? Come on, just. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth.Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the stereotype her subconscious refused to relinquish the connection. Off to college Ethel chose a school as far away from home as her parents allowed. From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania she traveled to Portland, Oregon. Maybe. Rakesh ek washed jeans aur black shirt rolled up sleeve pehna jisme woh pura handsome lag raha thaMom ne 5-inch heels, short above knee lenght bodycon black dress with pushup bra. Jisme cleavage 70% visible hai aur light makeup with red lipstic. Kya gajab ki sexy maal lag rahi thi.Rakesh ka man kar raha tha ki disco nahi jana hai idhar hi aise hi khade khade chodna hai. Mom ko dekh Rakesh ka lund pant mein aise khada hua ki mom ko vahi hasi aa gayi. Dono cab leke nikal diye. Jyada door nahi tha.