Fir mene ungli nikalkar uske dono ball ko dabane laga or fir mane bathroom ki taraf dekha to abi bhaiya naha rahe the to mene turant mery bhabhy ko ul...ta khada kiya or uske piche khada hoke uski gand ke ched me apne lund ragadne laga or andar dalne ki koshish karne laga. lekin kapde pehne hone ki vajahse lund ander nahi ja raha tha lekinEsme bhi maja bahut aata tha (aap log bhy try karke dekh lena). mene uske dono hath pakde mery taraf khisne laga or lund undar bahar karne laga or wo raj bas bas. There is nothing to link them to you, leastwise nothing that we can't handle." We? What do you mean 'we'? This was all your doing and if the shit hits the fan, guess who it's going to spray?" Ah yes, good point. I'll deal with it at once." You do that and find out who blew the whistle. Make damn sure they don't blow any more. Is that clear?" Crystal."If you have ever tried doing anything in a hurry, you will be the first to realise that a) more haste means less speed and it invariably takes. We started. She was sitting on the bed today and I was on the chair close to the bed and books were on the bed itself. She has to bend every time she has to write something and every time her sari’s pallu slips my eyes gets the treat. I felt getting hard and I was wearing shorts. Till I was sitting it was fine but if I get up it will be evident.She got tired and ignored her fallen pallu and I was so tempted to crush her breasts hard. Her valley was deep and her blouse and bra were holding her. Great," I said, panting as I spoke. Thinking was getting difficult.She was able to give me a little 'uh-huh' as she wrapped her legs around mine and pulled me as close to her as I'd pulled her to me. It was clear that her mind was as foggy as mine was now.I didn't quite reach the desperate pounding of a dog who'd just mounted a bitch in heat, but I did hit a hard rhythm. She, meanwhile, began to grip my back; I could feel her leave scratch after scratch as she desperately tried to hold onto me,.