I pressed her buttocks a few times. And moved over her lower back and then again front between thighs and pussy from outside. And then her bare navel.... She immediately hold my hand and put it inside her pant. And lowered her pant. I was looking at her. She was feeling very hot. As she put my hand inside her elastic chudi pants, my hand was moving over her panty, at the pussy and I could feel the wet. I caressed her pussy for a few seconds. But she forcefully again lifted my hand and put it. Anyway eventually I found out about her and was devastated. I wanted her out of my life for good. But it wasn't to be.I couldn't divorce her for business reasons. So I started a relationship with Annalise, the sweetest, kindest woman I'd ever met. I was also conflicted because it seemed like I was cheating too, but I've never claimed to be a paragon of virtue. I just wanted to be happy, but you already know that part right? If you don't, read the first part of the story.Everything really went. Ye bat mera pitaji ke dost suraj auncle ko pata thi. Bo mera pitaji ke bahat ache dost the, unka ana jana hamare ghar me laga raheta tha, lekin unki najar hame sa mera maa ki mast mast chuchio pet hi.Ek din sabera sbera sujar uncle hamare ghar ae, us din pitaji out of station the, bo aur maa sofa me bahet ke bat kar rahe the, men us time so raha tha, maa chae bana ne chali gae, tbhi uncle ne mera kamre men ae, dekha ki ben so raha hun, tabhi unho ne karma bahar se band kar dia, mujhe pata chal. Barbara groans and hurries after him. It’s not just Bruce; pretty much everyone is taller and has longer legs than she does. Alfred leads her to the workbench on a lower level. Cages are full of Bruce’s equipment. A pair of steel doors leads to his wardrobe. Not far away, the glass cases containing all the old uniforms are lined up.Barbara’s first one is there. It’s the only uniform on display that Alfred didn’t make.Alfred flicks open the locks on a long, flat case. He lifts the lid. Barbara.