She dropped the book and helped me. I looked into that beautiful face. She wore no make-up, but with a face and lips like Nastassja, she didn't need t...o. Her hair was shoulder length. Below her shoulders, the resemblance to Nastassja ended. Her breasts were enormous! She leaned down and held out my diary. I snatched it away from her. I was trying to show her I was angry, but the combination of snatching the diary and trying to stand, thrust me right up in front of her gigantic swell. Her t-shirt. Woh ghar mein generally saree aur blouse pehanti hai. Unka rang gora hai aur height 5.4 hai.Ab mein kahani par aata hu,yeh jab ki baat hai mein jab 12 mein tha aur meri umar 18 thi. Us time abbu ka promotion ho gaya tha aur unka transfer dubai hogaya , company hi taraf se unko ghar bhi diya gaya dubai mein. Kyun ki us time mere exam shuru hone waale the, ammi aur mein dubai nahi gaye. Ab ghar mein ammi aur mein hi the. Ab mein aap logo apne baare mein bata hu. Kyunki mein mere parents ka akela. There was nothing she could do to try to cover herself up as both hands were busy. As she passed them at the doorway, the guys got a good look at her pussy and watched her from behind as she headed off down the steps. She came back a little while later with more eats. She hadn't changed what she was wearing or how she was wearing it - although she did have a go at me for suggesting that she be dressed like that.Another time we were at the same rooftop garden having a drink by ourselves. This. Feel it." one voice was heard saying. Immediately hands rushed to grab my clit and explore it thoroughly.The unknown fingures started playing with it, pinching it softly, caressing it......some one from the crowd came forward and started sucking my clit..... I was feeling as if I was floating. I was enjoying the whole show and I could feel my body was involuntarily, responding to all the groping and fondling. " Why not enjoy her and taste her beautiful pussy? It is all ready and waiting for the.