So now the story begins . My cousin brother lives far from hyd city, so on any occasion they use to come to our home and enjoy and then retun back . A...t that time I was not so curious and not even had any intentions towards her . Later one day brother dropped my bhabhi at our home on the occasion of divali and he had some school work pending he went back told will be back in evening .On dat day she was looking gorgeous and sexy too a red colour saree which is a signal of hotness. I didnt talked. Everyone there knew the deal and Chuck was treated very well. The Bronco was old but in good shape. He enjoyed driving it. After work, he drove to the Dennison’s and picked up Kelly. She was wearing tight blue Capris and a print halter top. Chuck had a tough time driving what with her legs everywhere; shit, her tits were shaking till the middle of the night!Kelly directed him to a secluded parking lot in Roosevelt Park.Chuck looked at her and commented, “You’ve been here before?”“No, Leona told. Not a problem for me, I said, my last share was with guys and it was filthy. It'd be nice to have a woman's touch.How right I was.On a hot summer's day I arrived, in my car with a few of my belongings. Having got my key, I let myself in, and found two of the women sitting on the couch, not wearing too much. Kate and Samantha-but-call-me-sam they introduced themselves as, and I immediately knew I'd like this place. Kate was an attractive blonde in her early twenties, and Sam was a redhead. Both. Brooks ever need a ride. Call the company and ask for number 52 or use my name, Dave Tanner. I’m usually on days.’ ‘Thanks,’ replied Brad taking the card. ‘What’s the fare?’ The driver held out his hand. Brad took the offered hand and shook it. The driver said, ‘Marine, you already paid your fare.’ ‘But…’ ‘Nam!’ stated Tanner. ‘My reception when I got home was ‘Hanoi Jane’ and getting spit on by a bunch of war protesters. I vowed never to let that happen to another service man or woman. You.