Phr hmlog car me baithe and ghr k liye chl diye…Phr 2ghnte baad kya pta car me kya hua wo bnd ho gya and mene check ki bohot bar start krne ki but n...hi hui..Ush raste me koi dikh v nhi rha tha..Dikh rha tha but cycle auto yahi sb koi mechanic nhi dikh rha tha naahi car..Phr hmlog be decide kiya ki rickshaw se chlege phir hmlog ne rickshaw rukwaya and hmlog baith gye wo aadmi didi ki pith ko dekh rha tha jb wo rickshaw pr chad rhi thi to..Phr mjhe achank didi ki chudai wali baat yaad aane lgi..Nd. “Thank you for calling it in and getting up to answer the door, you’re so sweet.” He added affectionately.“Aww,” I said, grinning from ear to ear, “You’re welcome, honey.”“I just want to make sure that you know how much I appreciate all that you do. I could give you a proper thanking, if you’d like.” He said, raising an eyebrow, with a look that I knew and loved.“Bring that naughty bottom over here.” He motioned over his outstretched legs. We heard a car door slam, so I quickly crawled over his. He just hoped that she didn’t wake up. And speak of the devil, Maria walked in his room wearing only a towel. Mike wished for the towel to drop. He was just staring at her leaning in the doorway her curves easily visible. Then, like a dream come true the towel slipped revealing her generous chest. She gasped as the towel kept slipping lower and lower, each inch bringing her closer to being fully revealed. Maria was only covering her nipples and Mike could still see everything else. Mike knew. Max comfort. I thought of even sans-panties but figured I better be careful what I flash. My husband is still up in Alaska doing some Air Force thing until tonight and I was lucky to my k**s arranged sleepover at friends so I wasn’t having to bath and get them to bed.Where I am lucky is that my stepson, even though his job in the Marines is Infantry stuff, he’s taking classes in physical therapy and may even switchover to the Navy when his enlistment is done so he can attend PT school. As we’re.