" She was hedging too."Hear me out and please listen to what I have to say, ok?" I asked, looking into her eyes and smiling."Ok. Go ahead." She nodded...."Mari, I don't know if that's what we are, you know? Marriage is ugly sometimes. I mean, look at my mom and Frank. That was a trainwreck. Look at Dinah and Ollie. Another trainwreck. I mean, I know I'm not like either of them, but even some who love each other in our line of work don't make it. No, no! Don't look at me that way. I'm not done yet!. K (pseudo name) from Bangalore. Thank you for good responses for the previous story.The central character for this story is my sister-in-law – Rashmi (name changed). She is married to my cousin brother. As they got married few years ago only, they don’t have any kids so far.My sister-in-law is just flawless with silky white skin, 5 feet 6 inches height and she has the right amount of flesh in the correct areas. She has big round ass and her figure is 34-26-36. Let’s move to the story that. Once I settled down she stood before me and began to unbutton my pants. First she took off my jeans. She started at the bulge in my trunks, and then she quickly pulled them off. My dick slapped up against my stomach, as she let out a slight: “Oh”. “My God, that is the prettiest cock I’ve ever seen.” She told me. “Really?” I asked. “Oh yeah, it’s longer than my husband’s, and it is thick!” She answered. She grabbed it and started stroking it slowly. My sexual experience was not huge. She made a. One day while we were sitting in the back bench, Rajiv put one of his hands on my thighs, I squirmed immediately and looked at him. He was smiling and continued caressing my thighs. I felt uite good at his sot touch. He kept caressing my thighs for the entire class. Since we were at the last bench nobody cared nor saw. I had felt very googd that day. From then on most of the times in classes his hand would always bee roaming in and around my thighs. I had begun to wear shorter skirts and.