He could wrap his index finger and thumb around my wrists and ankles. Something else happened, though. He said something to assure me that it was all ...right to sleep in his bed, but the exact words escape me. Everything did except for the feeling of his hand on my little butt. Surely he could see it outlined by his shirt and his hand slide up my flesh to meet it. Fingers traced over my tiny pink hole, almost casually in fact. He had gripped the side of my butt and gently tugged me backward into. I slowly turned towards her and see her found she is sleeping. I can see huge shapes of her breast very closely. I take some courage and just put my hand on her stomach and wait for few minutes did not get any response so i got a bit of dare. Now slowly uncovered her saree from the blouse and put my hand on her breast on top of blouse. Wow… It is a great feeling touching her breast. The shape is perfect and great. My hand is about to press it but took control and did not did it as this may. Finally, I took one of his balls between my lips and sucked it hard. Father-in-law groaned and writhed on the bed with rapture."Niluuuuuuuuuuuuu... ahhhhhhhhhh..."He placed his hand over my head and forced it into his crotch. He pulled his finger out of my anus. Then he grabbed my waist and pulled it towards his face."Nilu, get on top of me." He groaned heavily.I didn't exactly understand what he wanted and stopped sucking his cock. He reached for my legs and helped me settle my lower body over. Two days later, I got a WhatsApp text from her.She told thanks for the timely help, both the time. I told it’s okay and then tried building the conversation. Then, every day we started texting, simply chatting with useless stuff. Then we spoke a lot, mostly the conversations will be in the day time as she will be alone in the home.Our chats extended and we became really close enough to share anything. I got to know about her life and her bedroom life too. I told I have experience with this and.