Me fir halke se massage karne laga,lights off thi and wo saree me thi so back kaafi open tha mene turant kaha k ye blouse beech me aa raha hai,wo chup...rahi and boli ruk…..fir bol padi nikal de,usne already buttons nikal diye the.Blouse hatane k baad mene usko bina puche bra ka hook nikal diya.ye sab ek chaddar ke neeche ho raha tha. Me kaafi der massage karta raha.mene uski saree bhi upar tak kheench di uske thighs pe bhi massage kar raha tha. mouka dekh ke me usko palat ne ko kaha,Kalpana. Par vo mere samne mumma ko dekh k apna lund khujata.Jab mumma juk k pocha lagati yo vo muma ke boobs ki gali dekhta rehta aur lund khujata.Phir mahesh ne bhi muma ko randi ki tra chodvana chalu kar diya.Ab mahesh roj chodta tha pani ki tanki k piche aur ab har saturday uska ek farm house hai vaha oe mumma jati aur mahesh k sab dost vaha jate.Jate hi muma ko nangi kar diya jata aur sab apne apne lund mummma se chusvate.Phir muma ko tapad marke lal lala badan karte aur mumma ko ye sab avha lagne. My ears were getting hot at this thought, but also considered that I must be thinking a bit too much, as they are after all devotee and lead a sage life. I faced the door and started opening my sari and quickly unwrapped it from my body. I kept it on the door top and then started to open the knot of my white petticoat and had to wriggle a bit as it was sticking to my fleshy bottom. There was a large mirror in the bathroom, as I said earlier, and I saw that my panty was displaying more than. After dark, I pulled in front of a hydrant by a coffee shop on West 38th Street in Manhattan. I was trying to get a legal parking space so I could go inside and have a sandwich.A woman was standing outside the place. Her long, dark raincoat hid most of what was underneath except for her black high-heeled boots. We looked at each other and she made a gesture at me; I nodded and crooked a finger at her. When she was at the passenger side window, I rolled it down; she leaned over and said, “You’ve.