“Hi, Lisa.” I then heard them kiss.“Hi, Helene. You look gorgeous,” then another kiss. “Nice shirt,” Lisa added.I heard footsteps approach...ing.Helene spoke as she entered the lounge followed by Lisa.“Phil, this is Lisa. Lisa this is Phil.”“Hi, Phil. Nice to meet you.”“You too Lisa.”Lisa was a very attractive young lady. A little shorter than Helene, darker hair, that was shorter, not reaching her shoulders, in what I think you women call a Bob, for some reason. Her eyes were dark as were her. I'm panting, kind of sore, my body shocked that I didn't actually spurt my load and she pulls off of me. I put my hands on her hips, trying to push her down so I can fuck her, so I can finish, so I can cum inside her like I'm dying to do and she's got something in her hands, forcing something onto one of my wrists. It's a handcuff. She's got one around my wrist, secured. Out of breath, wanting to cum, I decide it's easier to let her half her way so I give her my other wrist when she asks for it. Me fever ke bahane ghar par hi ruk gya jab mummy bahar gyi to Aradhya meri care ke bahane ghar pe hi ruk gayi. Mom ke bahar jate hi maine Aradhya ko apni baho me bhar lia or uske hotho ko chusne lga or mauh me apni jeebh dene laga wo vi mere mauh me jeebh de rhi thi or 1 hath se me uske boobs daba rha tha Maine Aradhya ko god m uthaya or bad pe le gya or apni jeens or shirt utar di me sirf underwear me tha wo underwear ko dekh rhi thi. fir me age bada or aradhya ki pink t-shirt or dark blue. As there was assigned seating, we proceeded to our seats. As we approached our row I was surprised to see my next door neighbor Meena and her daughter Pooja seated in our row.They have been our neighbors long enough for me to have watched Pooja grow from a young teen to a beautiful, young woman. Pooja is in her early 20’s, about 5’5″ with black hair and was wearing a casual dress which came up to her knees, showing off her bare legs nicely. Her mom was also wearing a dress which appeared to be.