Let's just say, they look just right, um, like half a grapefruit, maybe. But sure sexier than grapefruits. Oh, yeah.So, I would always take a look out... our kitchen window when the weather is nice and this particular summer day, she was stretched out on a chaise.Whenever I spot her outside, I try to sneak out the back door and over to their fence where I peek over a slat that is a little shorter than the others and see what I can see. In the last month or so, I have started jacking off as I watch. She could feel the head of his penis, dripping with precum and ready to thrust into her soaking wet hole. She pulled him into her, and his head parted her lips. She let out a small moan and he glided right into her pussy, both his cock and her pussy well lubricated. He was halfway in, and she was euphoric. With one more thrust, he buried himself into her. She gasped, and he began to thrust into her. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass, and she wrapped her legs around him as he. From then onwards I used to take vine with him in our outings. 3 months passed and I was very happy with Kishor. He was earning well and was taking good care of me. But I never expected that my life would turn upside down so suddenly. Chapter-6 It was my birthday the next day and Kishor told me that he had planned a surprise for me. I was very excited. He told me to pack my clothes since we were going on a trip. He didn’t say where, but told me to be ready by 5 and left. I packed my bag quickly. Tum itne jyada gande bachche the mujhe pata nahi tha.”Pankaj phir ‘sorry sorry’ bol ke gig gida raha tha. Aur phir maine Kamal ka bhi phone check kiya uar usme bhi meri kaafi photos thi. Mujhe pata toh chal gaya tha ye dono mujhe dekh kar apne lund ki bukh shaant karte hai.Me: Achcha toh tum dono meri photo dekh kar apna lund hilate ho.Pankaj and Kamal: Nahi chachi ye aap kya keh rahi ho? Aisa kuch nahi hai.Me: Dekho mujhe pata hai ki tum hi nahi aas paas ke ghar ke kaafi bachche mujhe imagine.