"I assume it's a song."I started singing- that was as good a confirmation as any. "Hear ye now, the sad lament of brave young Danny Flint, whose paren...ts died of sickness when she was not but ten. So off young Danny went to live with her wicked uncle, who one night stole her maidenhead so into the night she went."Oh Danny Flint, you'll never escape the fate the gods have written, and life must seem the cruelest jape, oh brave young Danny Flint."The Flint's were a house of nobles originating from. So hum park per mily aur who mujy apny ghar ly gayee. She was nicely dressed in shalwar qamiz printed pink in colour and dupatta as well of pink colour and her hairs were open that day looked nice. Kareeb he uss ka ghar tha then we sat in drawing room and she went in kitched to prep for tea n some snacks while i wandered in her home. It was nicely decorated and neat n clean home of her. I played some music as well on her cd player and then she returned back with tray of tea n snacks and now she. I turn on the over head fan and the smaller fan on the sink's counter.The bathroom is beginning to steam.I squeeze a precum sized dollop of cloudy white shampoo into my palm. I rub it slowly, covering my palms,rubbing faster and faster until it foams and suds drip down into the bath water.I touch my inner thigh with the first two fingers of my right hand.I trace a circle,thin rivulets of wet and suds drip down my leg.I circle my left ass cheek with my right hand.The suds make my ass feel even. Iski mummy, mai aur Kanchan hum teeno car mai baith gaye. 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 chalne 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.