. Mala insisted her friend to wear tailor made blouse and petticoat and not readymade of poor stitching and measurement. For sometime mala caressed ku...sum’s bare chuchi and whispered in her ear that one day she would offer kusum to her husband who always keeps talking about kusum . “chup…saali….apne jaisa randi samajh liyaa hai kya…” kusum changed to other blouse and both came out. By the time mala got ready to leave kusum all three sons returned. Kusum observed that amit and mala’s daughter. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means including electronic, mechanical, photocopy, recording, or any information storage or retrieval system without specific permission from the author. ************* It is 10 minutes to 5:30 and I can’t seem to open the car door. I keep wondering why I am really doing this, because I am serious about being with myself and enjoying my pleasure sessions with lovie. Maybe I’m trying to convince myself I don’t want to. Even outside I could hear moans of pleasure! Evidently they had already started in there.We entered through the main door and into a large hallway. It was a very classical looking cottage; oak floors and panelling, a big grandfather clock next to an antique table holding various ornaments, and a big oil-painting of a nude woman. The sounds of moaning and orgasmic yelping was even louder in here."In here," Duncan told me as he opened a door to the right, "we all get changed into our birthday. “Yep, just about done here.”“Listen man,” He said, stepping inside, “I just want to say it’s been good to have you back this week. I know that with… you know… everything, that you needed that time off, but we’ve really needed the help the past week. Good to see you back to your old self.”“Thanks man, I appreciate it.” He looked like he wanted to say something, but was stopping himself. “What’s on your mind Josh, you’re not usually one to hold back.”“It’s just… I wanted to ask how everything.