Taboos, like our bodies, were fair game. The one life we have should not be restricted by misgivings. If it can be thought, then why not experience it..., even if it is to say; That is not for me.Time is usually the governing factor, but when it is not a major contributor of boundaries and nothing else is there to prevent total immersion, anything can, and often does happen. On those occasions, we may start out with a role playing fantasy only to finish in another place entirely.I was to be the. You brush your thumb against my hand. It’s a small gesture, but one I love. It is simple and sweet. It has always made me feel special. It doesn’t happen often with our jobs, when we both have the day off on the same day. However, when we do, we always love coming to the park, if the weather calls for it. We always pack a picnic lunch, grab a blanket and enjoy the park life. We like to catch up on work gossip and people watch as we spend time together. Today, I packed fried chicken, which we. Evng tarvatha entiki vachanuaatthama: anti ra adukunavaNenu: ha ipoendhi attha tea pleaseAtthama: k edigo tavraga snanam chasi ra ananam tenali ani andhi ha k kNenu: tv chustu chustu nite 9 iendhiAttha: arey nenu padukuntuna vachi paduko ani andhi nenu chala excited ga vayli ma attha pakkana padukunaNenu: night 12 iendhi nenu mali start chasa ma attha full nedhra lo undhiNenu na chai tesi ma attha kadupu pina vaysanu apudu ma attha am analaydhu naku koncham dare anipichindhi tarvatha chai tesi. Her hands fondling my boobs felt so nice. She was sometimes pinching my nipples. She said to Rahul...." Rahul, see how nice her boobs have developed...See her nipples which have become so stiff . See how nice they look...Feel them with your hands...." Rahul quickly moved one of his hands to feel my boobs. His hand started caressing my boobs along with aunty's hands. His other hand had now entered my panties and was freely playing with my wet pussy. His hands on my rose-bud felt so nice..