As she spoke to the jailor, her hands emphasized her words with vivid gestures. The jailor seemed scared, but showed admirable courage in denying the ...ady what she demanded. I already knew, watching from afar and without being able to make out the words of their conversation, that this woman had the self-confidence of someone who was rarely or never denied. And as it turned out, she wasn’t this time either; when the jailor refused to give in, she up and walked away, only to return a few moments. “Shailu, can you please move your hands up towards my thighs, “Ok bhabhi” I slowly placed my hands right on her thighs. At this point she moved her legs upwards and turned her face sidewise as if a slow current passed her body.“Take more lotion, and apply all over the thighs please” I said ok.I just couldn’t handle this. My erection was full to 100%. I pressed & massaged her thighs with both hands. I applied more lotion and gave a very lubricating feel. Her thighs were shining with lotion and. I was being chased but I couldn't remember by whom. I fell but before I could get up, hands grabbed me and pulled me upright. I was eleven again, wearing that silly squaw outfit my mother had made for me but now it was a little too small for my growing body."Lets tie her up," said a familiar voice.There in front of me was my big brother Tom and two of his friends. I was dragged to a nearby tree and my hands forced behind its big trunk and tied tightly."Legs as well," said Bobby.I've never liked. Means at this age she can compete any girl & win the competition in looks. Now the story begins I use to gaze her daily from my balcony at 12 noon fix because its her time to go to her beauty parlour & she daily wears western dresses that can arouse any guy & she knows it very well about me tht I use to stand for her daily. someday she look me & someday she ignores me. but I didnt give up because somewhere in the back of my mind I like her & i have lust 4 her & really telling u pp thatl I use.