Ab mera ek haath uski chuchi par tha maine dheere se use dabaya toh neeta k muhh se zor ki siskaari nikali who machal kar reh gayi fir maine apne dono...hathon se uski chuchiyaan pakad li or zor zor se dabane laga who aahein bharti jaati or main zor zor se unhe masalta jaata jab usse control nahi hua toh who meri taraf ghum gayi or mere hoton ko apne hoton se chusne lagi maine use apni baanho mein bhar liya or uski gaand par hath firane laga fir uske hips ko zor se dabaya uske muhh se fir. We both went to Rafiq sir’s house. People were all gathered outside his house.Me and Mom slowly entered the house. As we went near the dead body, Mom broke down on Rafiq sir’s wife’s feet. Everyone got suspicious of who my mother was. But, then Rafiq sir came close crying, “Begum, see Shanti ji has come to nurse you. Please get up for one last time and thank her once for her generous nature of help she provided in her last days. Begum, please. ”Then he collapsed on the floor. Everyone knowing. My nipples were so long and hard that once the shirt had blown open it was then held back by my nipples like curtain tie backs. We went into a restaurant, were shown to our table and ordered a meal. When the meal came I realised that the sleeves of the shirt were too long for comfortable eating so I pulled my arms out of both sleeves and took the shirt completely off. Now I was naked in a restaurant filled with other diners who were dressed. I got quite few smiling glances at what I was doing.. ..I um..." He stepped forward, pulling his hoodie off, leaving him in a grey tank top in the cool weather. She watched him, curiously, as he wrapped the clothing around her arm. She whispers, "Thank you..." She sensed desire in him, in gratitude, she kissed him. In apparent surprise, he froze, his eyes wide. She rested her hand on his chest, gently pushing him back against the tree, Joshua complied, finally coming back to his senses. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he ran his free hand down.