Me and my buaa used to chat after lunch like after 2 when her child is sleeping in my bedroom. Dadi used to sleep with her child and get up at 6. So t...he time 2-6 only we both were awake in the room.One day I asked her what happened to uncle. I could see she had tears in her eyes. And she began to complain that he was useless and this and that. She didnt cry after that. Then….Bua- chodna yeh sab. U say, do u have a gf?Me- ( I remembered the most famous trick on iss) nahi bua.Bua- why bacha? U. Dressed in his bathrobe, he slumped back in the chair with half an eye on the flames in the log fire while he toyed with the TV remote. To any outside observer, the scene was a picture of a comfortable almost opulent lifestyle. He flicked through the news channels his eyes hardly lingering on the screen as a frown chased across his face."Damn," he said again. "Damn and blast it."He killed the picture, drained the last of his whisky and closed his eyes; the miserable angst that never left his. Unki saans lene ki aawaz aa rhi thi. Ghar k baahar ek pole hai waha raat bhar light jalte rhti hai. Uski light room tak aati hai. Mai dekha maami ki nughty jhaangh tak uthi hui to or unke sarir par bahot saare macchar baithe the. Muje thoda saahas mila ki agar itne saare macchar ka inko kuch pata nai chal rha to mere chune ka v pata nai chalega. Mai dhhere dheere unke bed k paas gya. Wo leg thoda mod karkar pet k bal leti hui thi or unki nighty jangh tak uthi hone k chalte unka andar ka pura. Christi slowly and firmly kept pumping each of their cocks up and down the whole time. She liked the supple feel of meat in her hands. When the zipper was down, she shrugged and let the dress fall from her shoulders down around her elbows. She had put on a demi-cup bra with blue lace and ribbons that let her pink nipples poke up in the open air. It lifted her tits up to create a deep, lush cleavage. ‘Don’t be shy, boys,’ she said, ‘I have two. One each — I know you want to…’ They did. Each of.