Aakar phir waise hi baith gayi. Boli ab chhat. Main chatne laga To mujhe choot se rooh afza ka swad or smell aayi.maine zoz zorse choot chatna shuru k...iya. Mummy ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh karne lagi. Phir maine apni3 ungli choot me dal di or unhe under bahar karne Laga. Mummy ‘uiiii maaa’ boli or kaha“sara maza ungliyo se hi lega kya”” saman taiyaar to hone do”Phir mummy uthi orunhone ek rumaal se lund ke baal saaf kiye phir boli “le ho gaya saaman taiyaar”“to aap bhi taiyaar ho jao”“roheet. It meant that I can also play the field without worrying of anybody coming and finding me trying to peek under her skirt.She was wearing a brown skirt which reached below her knees. She was wearing a white blouse. I was sure she was wearing a simple bra. I had seen that many a times on the clothes line drying after the wash along with her panties. The routine started as usual. She lay down on the bed. I went to the end of the bed towards her leg. I made myself comfortable and started to press. ’‘Please don’t, I’m not comfortable with that.’ Lily replied.‘Oh come on Lily, please. It will be so awesome.’ Jamie pleaded.‘Sorry Jamie, I’m not ready for that, maybe another time.’ Lily replied, hoping to placate him.‘Ok.’ Jamie replied, clearly disappointed. Instead, he shuffled down the bed to where her legs should have been, and inspected her now very open pussy, taking in every detail, he’d never looked at a pussy this closely before. He ran his tongue from her perineum, along her labia. She even threatened to castrate him which scared the hell out of him. Uncle Ji didn’t know he was poking his cock at the wrong woman.But everyone was surprised by a loud crash from the kitchen. Uncle Ji rushed to find a hard cricket ball on the floor. The whole glass window was smashed and pieces were spread all across the floor. Menaka had a frantic expression on her face.Savita rushed into the room just as she finished wrapping a towel around her body. Her hair was still wet, and she looked.