Kanchan ne vahi long top or skirt pehni hui thi. Meri wife window side par thi, Kanchan beech mein aur mai dusri window ki side mein. Ab kuch dur chal...ne ke baad Kanchan so gayi mere se lipat ke.Mujhe uski nangi taange saaf saaf nazar aa rahi thi, mera dimag fir kharab ho raha tha. Lund mera salaami maar raha tha. Maine upar chaadar karli or kanchan ke upar bhi kardi kyoki AC tez tha gaadi ka.Chaadar ke neeche se maine Kanchan ki taango par hath ferna shuru kiya or uska hath apne lund par ferne. And I've been shy a lot in my life.I sensed him walk up behind me, and he put his hands on my hips. "You look beautiful," he said in a deep, bass voice."Th-thank you," I whispered, trying to keep a woman-like voice. I wasn't sure what was going to happen, and something told me to be very, very careful, even though something else registered that his hands felt good on me."Are you cold?" he asked, as he leaned forward and down to speak in my ear. Wow. That felt even better, for some. “I don’t think now is the time or place for that,” I said, shaking my head. Courtney gave me a look.“We just had an orgy with your hunky black neighbor. There’s exactly zero modesty between any of us now,” she said. She had a point. “I still think it would be weird,” I said.“Don’t be silly, just give yourself a quicky so you don’t get bluevaries.”“Bluevaries? What the hell is that?” “Blue ovaries. Like blue balls, but for women.”“That’s not a thing,” Jasmine said. “Is too!”“Pretty sure it’s. “And shall you?” Eliza enquired.“Alas no, the thought of my progeny having your countenance and wit entirely repulses me,” Mr D’arcy replied.Mrs Bennet recoiled at the sentiment, “So have them sent to the orphanage as Mr Bennet and I should have done when we failed to secure a son and heir.“An excellent suggestion, as ever mother,” Eiza sighed, “No thought for my sentiments.”Mr Bennet staggered drunkenly into the breakfast room after a break fast of Rum and Porter in roughly equal proportions..