Driver thoda sa ghabraya to maa boli, “Any problem?” Toh driver bola, “Madam someone is following us. They are looking at what you are doing.”...��Let them see. I don’t care,” maa boli. Tabhi bike mein jo piche baitha tha woh apna mobile nikala aur video banane laga. Driver bola, “They are making our video.” To maa boli, “Let them make, let them enjoy. Let them do whatever they like. Open all windows.”To driver sab window ka glass open kar diya. Maa piche ghum kar ladko ko dekhi aur fuck symbol. Garish colors in clothing, and she had started to put on much heavier makeup in wild colors. Kathy knew girls that age often experimented and thought the best way was to allow her daughter some latitude in her choices, so she had bitten her lip and remained silent as the girl overdid the coloring and garish clothing.Now Jennifer was dressing for a party. A well chaperoned party at a known friend’s house, to be sure, but a mixed boy-girl party. She had bought a new dress: a dress that, in her. She had covered her face. They performed the marriage ritual. In the evening he was sent to his room where the bride was waiting for him. He drank the milk given by the bride and gave half to her.After drinking milk, he removed the cover from the bride’s face. It was shocking for him seeing his mom in his bed as the bride. He said, “Mom maybe I entered the wrong room,” and was going out. Then suddenly his mom held his hand. “Stupid, we just married earlier. I’m your wife from now on. You’re my. This story started when I moved into my flat in BTM layout. Its 99% true, only the names are fake. One BHK flat with no one to live with. Routine work for intial 2 months made me bored. Next to my flat was a couple with a sweet baby. They were from Pune. Hubby was working in TCS and wife was housewife. The wife, Mitali, 27 was nothing short of a sex bomb. Near perfect figure which makes many heads turn in the apartment. She was very close to me since she didn’t have any one of her age group to.