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This happened to me 2 month ago when me and my mom were coming from Howrah after attending family function to new Delhi.I am Saumil and my mother’s name is Neetu.Now coming to my mom.She is of 45 years but still look beautiful.She is fair is fair in colour and has figure of 38-30-34. She has a beautiful pair of tits which anyone would like to suck.Although its bit sagging but they are the best I have seen till date .She has small amount of flesh around her stomach which any one would like to play with.She is a very conservative lady and never likes to show off.She often wears saree and jeans.And due to wedding she had only saree in her luggage.She looks like a sex goddess in saree.Now coming to the story .After finishing the wedding ceremony and function we were returning back to Ahmedabad.We had ashram express from Delhi to Ahmadabad.And from Howrah we had Poorva express till Delhi.We had first ac reservation in Poorva express.Father was not there as he had to go to Patna.So my mom

My story begins about ten years ago when my husband Ritesh had started the Garment Trade. Soon he met a man named Sarath who was also in the same business, and he was senior in the field so and my husband became friends. Sarath really helped to my husband's Company. Being the same age as myself, Sajad and Sarath had the same ideas about life and Ritesh shared ambitions. They both loved the fast pace of commerce and wanted their pots of gold to be plentiful.Then one day, my husband told me that he wants to invite Sarath to our house to share a meal together. He told me that he would not sit in drawing room but in lounge. It was so strange for me as my husband never inviting male guest in the house and he keeps me in vial. I don't know how he dare to brought male in home. That day was the turning point of my life and the reason I have to write this story. I am bursting to tell you! To tell the whole world in fact!Maybe at this point I should tell you something about me. I had grown up

என் அப்பாவை நான் பார்த்ததேயில்லை. என் அம்மா கலாவதி சங்கரனை இரண்டாம் கல்யாணம் செய்துக் கொண்டபோது எனக்கு வயது 15. இது நடந்து மூன்று வருடம் ஆகி விட்டது. என் அம்மா பார்ப்பதற்க்கு அந்த காலத்து கவர்ச்சிக்கன்னி ஜெயமாலினி மாதிரி இருப்பாள். சற்றே நீண்ட முகத்தில் அம்மா பார்க்க கவர்ச்சியாக இருப்பாள். அவளின் உதடு கருஞ்சிவப்பு நிறத்தில் எப்போதும் இருக்கும். தேன் சுரக்கும் பூ

I had promised my wife that we would go to goa every year, but we could not due to my son’s board exam and then admission. My son got the admission in Jaipur University and had to shift in a hostel leaving both of us in Delhi. We were sitting and discussing our life, when, I got an idea to go to Sangla on Vacation. Sangla is a place in Himanchal at an height of approx 2700 mts in Kinnaur District. It is approx 600 kms from Delhi. We decided to drive from Delhi to Sangla . The date was fixed and bookings were made. Our First stay was in Narkanda and then Sangla while going and Fagu on our way back. We got our luggage packed.One day before our departing date, I, myself, cleaned her pubic hair with the help of hair remover and asked her to get a body polish from beauty saloon. She was excited to go to Sangla, hence she got it done. On the day of departure from Delhi, I asked her to wear slim fit shirt and Skirt without undergarments. We took our seats in the car and started for Sangla.

My friend Harish was getting married on 10 Th. FEB 2000 and so we decided to celebrate bachelor's party at his residence a day before, 9 Th Feb. He lives alone in PUNE and has a nice big bungalow in Salisbury Park and he is top executive in a private concern. So the party was to start at 9 00Pm and he had invited many of his friends and colleagues, no ladies for this kind of party were invited. The married friends too came alone This was an occasion I would never miss to introduce my NANDINI SLUT and get her sexual appetites and mine sated. So I asked my friend Harish for his consent to bring with me my SLUT on that day. He gladly agreed for this. After going home I contacted my NANDINI SLUT and told her of the party and also told her to dress for the occasion. She asked me to come over to her house and dress her and collect her for the party.So on that day I went to her house and selected a nice Lemon Yellow colored Punjabi Dress for her to wear. She wore it and my god she looked

அது சென்னையின் பெரிய ஆஸ்பிட்டல். அது ஒரு பிரபலமான ஆஸ்பிட்டல்தான். அங்கு எல்லாவிதமான மனரீதியான வியாதிகளுக்கும் சிகிச்சை அளிக்கப்படிகிறது. அந்த ஆஸ்பிட்டலில் ஒரு 15 டாக்டர்களும், ஒரு 40 நர்ஸுகளும் வேலை செய்வார்கள். ஹாஸ்பிட்டலும் கொஞ்சம் பெரியதுதான். மொத்தம் நான்கு அடுக்குகள். கீழே முழுதும் படுக்கைகள், முதல் ஹால் முழுதும் டாக்டர்கள் ரூம். மூன்றாவது, நான்காவது மாடி

சுகன்யாவின் கதை"அத்தே" என்று குரல் கொடுத்துக் கொண்டு அறைக்குள்ளே போனேன். அங்கே மாமா அத்தையை அழுத்தி முத்தமிட்டுக் கொண்டு இருந்தார். இந்த வயதிலும் இவ்வளவு ஆண்மையா? அத்தையும் சங்கோஜமின்றி அவர் முத்தங்களை வாங்கிக் கொண்டு இருந்தாள். என் குரலை கேட்டு திடுகிட்டு திரும்பியவள் முகம் என்னை பார்த்ததும் மாறியது. உடனே புடவை எல்லாவற்றையும் சரி செய்துக் கொண்டு"என்னடி நாயே. உள்ளே

Baljeet and her husband Mahindar had been on the bus on their way home to Bhundar, Punjab for several hours when at one stop most of the passengers disembarked in a university town along the way, leaving the bus wonderfully empty and allowing people to spread out a bit for the long, overnight run. Baljeet remained in her seat in the back of the bus on the 3 seat side of a 3+2 aisle and Mahindar went forward a couple of rows to stretch out in another 3 seat bench that was open on the other side of the baggage area.With so few occupants, each passenger was free to sleep or read, and even though people generally kept their conversations respectfully low, it wouldn't matter anyway as the road noise and loud drone of the diesel motor drowned out most other sound. Baljeet slumped against the seat and curled her legs into her chest and let sleep take her.A couple of times when the bus stopped, Baljeet stirred from her slumber but usually immediately fell back asleep as soon as the bus pulled

வாடி வதங்கிய மல்லிகை போல வதங்கி, குடிசையில் இருக்கும் என் மருமகள் வள்ளியை பார்த்தேன். குடிசைக்கு நடுவே உள்ள கட்டிலில் படுத்துக் கொண்டு இருந்தாள். என் மருமவ பேரு வள்ளி. வயசு 21. கிராமத்து கட்டை. பக்கத்தில் எங்க கிராமத்து மருத்துவச்சி இருந்தா. என்னை பார்த்ததும் எழுந்து குடிசைக்கு வெளியே போனா. போகும்போது."நல்லா புத்தி சொல்லு பொன்னி, ஆயிரந்தான் இருந்தாலும், அரளி விதையை