Mera email adress hai Mae delhi mae lado sarai se hu ye meri pheli story hai ,,mae ek rich or jaat ki family se hu hamre ghar bhaut bda h jisme meri b...adi bhen (kajal) bada bhai(tinu) or papa ,mmy rhete hai. Aab mae apni story pe ata hub mere ghar ke pas ek khokre vali gali hai jaha mere chacha ka ghar hai usmae mere chacha or unki family rheti hai .Unke 2 bete hai jinki shaadi ho gae hai unki 2ono ki wife intni sundar or sexy hai jo dekh le pani chod de,, vo hmre ghar kam ke silsile mae aati. I used to live in the studio. It had a small front office and a hall, which I used to live and take photographs. It had a tiny washroom and pantry. The washroom was too small for changing dress so I asked Shamina if she wants me to go out while she changes. Samina said, “No, it is OK. Let me get used to changing in front of others.” Very smartly she put on the mini skirt first and then removed her jeans. I saw Samina had fantastic legs. Evenly tapered and without a trace of flab. She had waxed. What would happen to Samantha if he were imprisoned? Or even simply disgraced and dismissed from his position? How would she feel knowing that her husband was a thief? What distress might this not cause her, and how would it affect that fragile beauty, that gracious bearing, the love and devotion in those luminous eyes. . . I quickly cut off this train of thought and berated myself for my maunderings. Samantha Brummel could be no concern of mine. I had a duty to do, and I would do it.. She knew that Amber could never again live without sex and that her brother-in-law would be a very happy man again.When Billy and Amber came to the kitchen after they had recovered and dressed, Beth said, "From all the noise I heard, it must have been good for both of you."Amber and Billy just smiled but said nothing.Beth then asked, "You used protection, didn't you Billy?" No Mom, things got hot pretty quick and I forgot," he replied."Amber, when was your last period?" she asked."About two.