God her boobs were giggling without her dupatta. She once looked at me thinking I am doing something wrong , but I acted and I gave her a warm smile. ...She smiled back and went back. My grandfather had passed away 2 weeks later, I went and came back the next day but others stayed back in hyderabad. So I was alone, she rang the doorbell one night to ask if I needed anything, I said its fine I can manage. She smiled and gave her number to me if I needed any help. That night I saved her number and. "You bastard! You fucking bastard!"I stood up and waved him to sit on a sofa. Although he was defamatory in his language, I could see that his eyes were sad rather than angry. I went over and poured us both a whisky, handed him one and sat down in my armchair.He took the glass, "Whisky? In the office?" I keep it especially for people who come through my door calling me a fucking bastard. I get through quite a lot of it." I smiled.His face softened, and he smiled, "Somehow I doubt that."We sat. Bhabhi ne kaha kafi time e hum chudai kar rahe hai, thode thak bhi gaye hai, per me kaha man ne wala tha mene dono ke boobs ek sath daba kar maje le ra ha tha, didi ne reena se kaha, yah nahi mane ga chalo aao, mene table per beth gaya aur bhabhi mera land lekar jor jor se chus ne lagi, Kafi der tak chus ne ke bad bhabhi ne kaha reena kyo tum ne nahi chus na, reena boli muje to khoob chus na hai aur us ka pani bhi muh me lena hai per aap to us ka land muh se nikal ti hi nahi phir kai se. The clerk helped me pick it out That was such an exciting shopping trip. It cost me a hundred bucks but it was well worth it. I was just browsing, hoping to find some panties, when this pretty little brunette asked if she could help me. I was the only one in the store at the time and I thought, "What the hell." and told her I was looking for some panties that would fit me. I wanted to see what her reaction would be - would she laugh, sneer, think I was a pervert, or what? Well, she just.