B: Chadi ko apni ungli mai lapet k apni chut mai karne lagi , yaah um ya aaah devar ji aah ( bhot mast jism hai lund b mast hoga )S: me jaldi se darwa...aze ke paas a gya bathroom kee ( lgtaa haa chut me ungli kar rhe ha sali raannd kyaa mast chut hoge salii ke gand etne bade ha boobs etne mast h to kse chodu kse chodu ese) mm bhaabi bhabi door ke bahr se awaaj de rhaa bhabi apkaa phone a rhaa haa.B: Lagta hai devar ji awaz dere hai, phn b bajne laga hai, devar ji phn toh dekh ap k bhaiya ka hoga,. Lemon broiled tuna, asparagus soup, your bread,Caesar salad. Everything perfect!" Sounds wonderful Raul! I can't wait. Haven't eaten all day!"He laughs, waves goodbye, opens the door to the kitchen hall and walksout, whistling. I've never seen him so happy."What was that about?" I ask."What was what about?" All that. The hugging, the planning, all that. I didn't get a hug." You want one?" She opens her arms."That's not the point."She drops her arms. "Then why'd you bring it up?"I don't know why. This was a morning ritual that Ann knew from long practice. Since she was just a girl on her father’s farm she had done this. It was a needed early morning chore. With the men working outside in the cold it was a woman’s job to keep a warm stove for them to come too. And now a married women, she continued he chore on the farm she owned with her husband, Jake. But now things were different. Now Ann performed this ritual for no real purpose. Stopping to look at the orange sun peeking over the. Put my hands inside her blouse and slowly started kneading her boobs. I pulled her boobs out of her blouse and started rubbing my tongue on it. I bit her aerola she started moaning. In tamil, she said methu…va… methuva. She slowly started cooperating and I just lifted her and took to the bed. And pulled her saree up. She was wearing a red colour panty, which made me horny. I pushed my head between her thighs and started licking over her panty. I pulled her panty down her legs and saw a clean.