Unki or meri pahachan school days may hi hue thi.Me mere friend ke ghar study karne jati thi tab matin ji kabhi kabhi waha rahate the.To unse mulakat ...hoti aur idhar udhar ki bate hoti thi.Uncal ka handloom export ka business hone ke karan wo 2/4 mahine me ek bar abrod jate the.Aur wo jab bhi ate the to humare liye kuch gift late the. Dhire dhire ham dono ki achi bane lagi.Ek din me friend ke ghar gayi mene bhot bar door bail bajai.Thodi der mai uncal ne hi door open kiya.Wo boxer and baniyan. I even opened my legs a bit, so that my vaginal lips were visible.I knew I was making a great show!When I turned to face him again he was flushed, his breath quicker than usual and his erection was impossible to hide. I still pretended nothing unusual was happening."Cathy... I-I think your dress is too short, and... well, it's really too short." He said with some dificulty, as if the words were coming out of his mouth against his will. "It would cause some violent reaction in any man who saw. Then the lights came on. I blinked and looked around the room unable to beleve what I coulld see ahead of me. To the right was her husband standing quietly (how long ad he been in the dark) but this was not what caught my eye as I scanned the room agog as I couldn't believe what I saw, a mirrored column, a cage with a padded top, a padded bench, cuffs attached to the wall in a cross configuration. I continued moving my head tot he left, there was another bench type contration, the wall was. So I had to sleep with my granny.As I had a habit of watching porn, I was watching that on the bed.After a while, I started becoming horny. I couldn’t resist my feelings and looked at my grandmother. I was so sick that I pulled my granny’s saree (a cloth worn by Indian women). Grandma did not budge an inch. I did that again and still, she didn’t move. Soon I grew stronger and pulled the whole of her saree where I could see her panty. I gained so much of strength that I removed her panty.She.