She offered me juice, I was just sipping and reading magazine, and suddenly she came out dressed in white saree, sleeveless blouse, saree was below he... navel, open hairs falling in front, with red lipstick and necklace and matching jewelry in her hand. As she was walking towards me it was like a dream for me (never seen such an elegant beauty) her beauty, saree was complemented her height. Her blouse was deep means I can see her cleavage easily. Difficult to control – I was feeling just to hug. Main bola thik hai tum shipra ke paas jao main kanchan ke paas jaata hoon, lekin shipra ka khayal rakhana jyada berahami mat dikhana bahut nazuk hai.satish bola yaar Q chinta karte ho aaj vo meri biwi hai aur mujhe pata hai ki biwi ka khayal kaise rakhana hai aur good night kehkar gate band kar liya.main bhi apne kamre main aa gaya lekin mujhe satish ke behave se lag raha tha ke vo aaj shipra ko buri tarah se choodega.maine apne room ki khidki se dekhne ki kosis ki ke saayad us kamre main kuch. To feel her hair flow like silk through my fingers. To press my body against hers and show her how beautiful I knew she was. Hot hungry kisses, gentle caresses, heartbeats beating a lustful tattoo.Oh, every bounce of that Auburn loveliness made my nipples twitch. She stopped, seemed to look my way.I clamped my legs together hard so she couldn't smell how much I wanted her. A slow ripple of heat ran through my body. Goosebumps danced over my body, another moan into the coffee cup. A slurp of. In all reality, she was a good looking, Milf.Ever since that day, I started noticing my mom more, looking at her breasts, ass, etc. I used to go into my parents room after she had finished taking a bath, pretending I wasn’t aware she had just finished bathing, but I could never catch her naked. I always came up with a good excuse. One odd day, I was going to do the usual. This time, however, I caught her. I opened the door, to find her going threw her drawer with her back turned to me. I got a.