Jo mere sapne the Suhagraat ke Woh ghughant uthane ke rasam aur woh soch kar gudgudi hoti hain kee kaun hain jo meri bur main apna karara sa lund dale...ga.par Kuchh nahi hua aur ek shaadi thee mummy ke riste daari main mummy ka jana jaroori tha aur papa ek mnc main kaam karte the unke boss aane wale the iss liye woh jaane ko taiyyar nahi the iss liye mummy aur bhai chale gaye. Rah gayee main akeli.Raat kafi kaali thee Papa ke Boss aaye hue the aur Papa der se ghar aaye jab aaye to achanak baarish. She looked and smelt good. She wasn’t the most stunning of women but she was slim and had a cracking arse and legs and that night she was showing both off well in a tight mini skirt. She told me that my Uncle would be back from work at 11 which would be before her night out finished and he would pay me for babysitting. She turned to go out the door and I checked out her arse in her tight skirt and could just make out the line of a thong through it. She suddenly turned and I was completely. . I shook my head... "This can't be a dream."The red head said then, "Are... we insane then?" There is another possibility. Cotten suggested something in the Pub..."Leaning back against the trees and feeling useless we saw things had fallen from our pockets when 'we' fell... reaching down, we found cards, passports, and similar things... They contained pictures of us as we were now. And our names... Randie Roberts, Greer Guild, Chesney Parkes, Ms Barton... "This can't be for real." the former. She asked me if I would like some coffee? I looked towards her and told her no, that is when I noticed that two of her buttons were open and I could see most of her breasts. Mrs. Ahuja was in her early forties and their only c***d was studying in a boarding school in a different state. Now I had always looked at Mrs. Ahuja as only Mrs. Ahuja or maybe even a distant aunt and I never had any other ideas about her, but when I saw her huge breasts so closely I instantly got a hard on. I quickly.