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I had almost finished everything and proceeded to the bathroom for a refreshing bath. Had a nice bath and dabbed perfume to entice my hubby…expecting to have a quickie before going out… he usually falls into the trap. I pulled out a transparent nightgown and changed into it. I was humming a popular song when I heard the doorbell.

I opened the door to let her in. A pretty, buxom my house quite frequently in some context or other. She used to taste the dishes, brought, many times, the delicious items prepared by her mom. She used to me on my appearance and had told my hubby that he is very lucky to have me as his wife. Expecting some sort of such an encounter with her, I let her in and asked what she wanted. Sister…You look so gorgeous in this nightgown. Is Uncle in? We have planned to go out shopping and for dinner…I am dressing up for the event.

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Her tits were well formed and the nipples, sharp and thick, are quite visible through her tops. Sipping the coffee, I asked her if the lessons to be can wait till the next morning, so that I could help her the next day. She told me that the exams are around the corner and she had already prepared well for it; only a few topics that are somewhat difficult needed my assistance. When I was about to give her a reply, the telephone rang. I knew it was from Lesbian indian sex stories hubby…I picked up the receiver and I immediately blushed because it was from my hubby.

He immediately kissed me over the telephone and first apologised for not keeping up the appointment and told me that as he had to meet a client from abroad who had just turned in and because of the meeting which may extend for about more than three hours, he said that we could go for shopping the next evening.

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I told her since my hubby is expected around I invited her to have the dinner with me. She went out to tell her mom that she would be with me for a while preparing for her exams and she would have dinner at my place. By the time she came back within fifteen minutes, I had made some sandwiches and kept in the freeze the milkshake for dessert. She came in and sat by the table.

When I left the couch to reach the wardrobe to change into Anne hathaway fake porn captions jeans and a t-shirt, she asked me to remain the nightgown and said with an evil grin that she wanted to see me in that attire. She told me that I need not feel embarrassed and again told in a husky tone that my hubby is quite lucky to feast on such an angel.

I told to stop the crap and went to the table to assist her in her lessons. She moved by my side and drooled down to point out the lessons in which she had some trouble. When Lesbian indian sex stories stooped down, I got a clear view of her bouncing tits with the pointed nips and the titillating cleavage.

The valley and the mountains did excite me and an urge to touch it started erupting and my heartbeat and pulse rate went rapid. Because of such nervousness, I dropped her book and pen on the floor. She saw me and tried to retrieve the book. In order to hide my feelings, I bent down to floor to pick up the book and the pen…I got a nice view of her nice legs and well shaped thighs…and to my shock, she wore no panties, and her bushy pussy Lesbian indian sex stories clearly visible.

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Vinoo shook me by my Black old woman naked and asked me where I was…She told me that she could smell something wrong with me and asked me what the Teen with braces squirt was.

I hid all my feelings and told her nothing…but my hands were shaking and I was a bit nervous. Vinoo somehow discovered Rate my wife nakes nervousness and the palpitation. She indeed told me that she had discovered my state of nervousness and asked me to just felt Sexy wet boobs nude tits brush against my cheeks and could not control myself. I closed my eyes and bit my lips to gain some inner strength to clear all the thought…but, to my utter surprise, she started caressing my cheeks and neck… tracing her fingers to my lips…when I started to stop any further advances from her side, she told me that she had been waiting for Lesbian indian sex stories a nice opportunity for quite long… and only then she had been showered by the Almighty a blessing so that she could gain an access with my inner self…went on blabbering sweet nothings about my physical specialties.

I lost my self-control and extended my hands to her to hold…she came very close and gently pecked a kiss on my cheeks and traced her tender fingers on my sweet lips. I did not resist much…and I was also in a fire of passion…I responded to her gentle kiss on my lips and returned the kiss.

She thanked me for being so responsive and hugged me close to her. The clocked chimed…the time was 8. She held me too close and was hugging me with more strength. Her hands were moving freely behind my back tracing their way from the nape to the hips…traveling all over my back. But, with Vinoo, I let her to be the active one and I remained very much passive. She Lesbian indian sex stories me on the bed and let her tongue travel from my neck to my bossom leaving a trail of saliva…I wanted her to kiss me and to taste her sweet mouth… I pulled her above Lesbian indian sex stories and kissed her vigorously on her mouth, pushing my tongue deep in her mouth, licking and biting her lips…savouring her sweet lips… she pushed her tongue into mine, entangling and kissed me hard on my mouth.

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We then washed ourselves with soap and freshened with dabbing some perfume… Hugging tightly and holding each other, we moved in to the bedroom once again for some more play which I initiated.

I went to the living room to retrieve my nightie and she followed suit. She just started wearing her skirt and t-shirt when I heard the screeching of the main gate…when I peeped out of the window Lesbian indian sex stories the screen, I was shocked to see my hubby entering in the portico… I was scared…I motioned Vinoo to an utter silence…and directed her to the table…My dear, Vinoo Lesbian indian sex stories got the message and went to the table and she did something which I never expected…I waited for a few Sex shop sweden sex porr filmer to hear the doorbell ring…I deliberately delayed to open the door if I am asleep, naturally, the delay is justified and went to the door as if I was walking in sleep.

I opened the door to let my hubby in. Immediately on entering the room, he hugged me, kissed me softly on my lips, and told that he was so sorry for canceling the appointment and promised that he would make up the lapse the next day. He continued to tell something and he noticed Vinoo, sleeping on the table on her book kept wide open. On the gate, she told me to wait for the next occasion which, eventually, never came. Rate This Story :.


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