Tab mujhe pahli bar pata chala ki meri Sali itne mast maal hai. Mai aab aksar us ke khawab lene laga . aab to muzhe nind mai bhi vahi dikhai deti thi.... Phir ek din muzhe un ke ghar jane ka moka mila mai unke ghar gaya to pata chala ki meri girl frnd kahin bahar gayi hui hai or Sali bathroom mai thi. Jaise hi vo bahar aayi to use dekhta hi rah gaya . bilkul husn ki pari lag rahi thi vo. Mai use dek hi raha tha ki vo mere paas aayi or boli JIJU kahan kho gaye mai bolo bus kuch nahi kuch soch raha. “Please, Chad said, “Just do as she asks. I can’t lose her.” “Are you sure?” Logan knew where this could lead. “Yes.’ “Okay then.” Marcie slid up next to him then and put her hands onto his cheeks. Turning him toward her she said, “Ignore him.” Then she leaned forward and kissed Logan. It was a languishing, passionate kiss every bit as sensual as Logan had dreamed. He put his arms around her and kissed back. They ignored Chad and began exploring each others mouths, their tongues crossing,. You even tell me if you’re going to be alone for the day. Naughty beast! So I know he’s not here. You also know I hoped to find time to drop by, just not this early. I can hear you in the shower, so I quietly slip my clothes off and nearly give you a heart attack as I step silently in behind you, reaching round to cup your lovely breasts in each hand. Cold hands have an instantaneous effect - your beautiful nipples are instantly erect and hard. A little like my upright soldier who is now. My client was based out of Mumbai and I travelled to Mumbai to meet her and spend a weekend with her. All the names except mine are changed in respect of privacy. I hope you all will enjoy the story and please feel free to mail me or hangout’s me your comments on Girija, a mallu housewife is my long-time client from Indira Nagar. One day I got a call from her asking whether I can meet a friend of her in Mumbai for the weekend. I said yes and got her number, called Renu. I fixed the date and she.