Vo ab khul gaya or mera hth pkd kar apne land pe rkh diya mai ghbra gayiUska land 1.5 inch mota or 7 inch lmba hoga…Vo mere hth mai land de k bola..... He:-didi pkdo na ise..Mje karte hai naMujhe v mja aa raha tha mai uska land pkda or dhire dhire upr niche karne lgi..Ab meri shrm v jati rahi..Usne muhe lips kiss karni shuru kar di.. Or mere kpde mere jism se alg karne lga…Usne kiss karte karte hi mera top n capri nikal di mai sirf panti mai hi thi…Kyonki raat k tym mai bra nahi pehnti..Usne ab. More joy to me though, which meant I could throw some wicked parties and have friends over till late almost every day.But that was not the plan for that day. I was excited because my best friend had gotten her hands on VIP passes to one of the swankiest New Year party in a posh central Delhi hotel. My head was going bonkers. Parties are a very big deal for us women. Makeup must be perfect, the dress must be perfect, and the perfume must be perfect, hair must be perfect. Delhi parties are a. ‘You use to be a foot model right?’ I asked still looking at her feet. ‘Yes. How did you know.’ She asked, surprised. ‘I know a lot about you.’ ‘Like?’ She asked, tilting her head to one side, starting to flirt a little. ‘I’ll tell later. So… how comes you don’t like to travel around Egypt?’ ‘Because…’ She said coyly, looking down. ‘I love Cairo’ ‘Here…’ I said patting at spot on the desk looking to get things moving. ‘Sit here.’ Mervat sat exactly where I told her. I turned to face her. I put. I called him and immediately he agreed to pick me up from my home. I waited for him about 5 minute and he arrived. I started with him in his car. We reached the place. It was packed. After the function it was lunch time. There was a huge rush to enter the dining hall. I found my jija just behind me and his hard tool touching my bum. It gave me an electric current passing over my body. We were at the entrance if the dining hall. Then he suddenly held me on my hip and pushed me forward to enter.