Usne kaha >>> jugal :> yaar aaj to apne lund ko shant karke soye rahna padega . Kyonki aunty to hai nahi yaaar. Mai:> ( nisha ko dekh kar ) yaar gang...a to ghar par hi bah rahi hai , phir aunty ke naa rahane se hi kya hua.Jugal:> mai tumhari baat ka matlab nahi samjha . ( maine use nisha ki taraf dikhakar ishara kiya ) . To Jugal ne kaha : .> galat jagah try mar rahe ho , angur khatte hain. Mai:> bas man aa gaya yaar , kya jism hai , kya chuchiyan hai dekhkar to bas chodne ka dil karta hai.. One evening, after work, Marg came over for a swim. I was out by the pool having a simple meal. Marg who had always been friendly and chatty was noticeably quiet. I thought I perceived a look of worry on her face.“You are unusually quiet today,” I said, as she came out of the water, and over to where she had left her towel, on the chair, next to mine.“Oh sorry. Just preoccupied with a lot on my mind,” she answered.“Well if you think talking about it will help, I am here.” I informed her.“I have. This gives us a lot of freedom and when the weather allows it, you can find us most of the time in the garden behind our house, without our clothes of course. Our garden can't be seen from the street and the houses of the neighbors are far away and our fences are too high to give them a view on what is going on in our garden. Not that they would complain, but for some activities, we sure need our privacy. For the moment, there is only one neighbor who knows what we do in our garden, but she. Her nails touching lap was making me to get goosebumps, she was sitting on her side ways to me my arms were in between her two soft boobs. Now I got to know she is doing all this purposely. She was making fun also.Suddenly I saw her naked pic when she was kid. I pinned that out and said ” I want this pic its so cute I will carry home”. For that she responded that “Why you want just a pic when I myself there for you” very silent voice it was. I was completely shocked listening to that instantly.