From head to toe, her lips, breasts, wide hips, deep navel , in short every thing was mind-boggling.When I came back to senses I remember she was waving her hands in front of my eyes. She asked me, beta kahan kho gaye. Desi bhabhi sex So I followed her in to her house all the way watching her fleshy ass jiggling as per her step movement. Thank god she cut my words in between and said chalo koi nahin aandar aa jao. I didn’t exactly know what was going in her mind but whatever, I respected her and also because she was too much older than me, actually my moms age.One week passed with this kind of routine and the day came when the real story began. Again I followed her, followed her saree covered ass actually and entered her kitchen. Her name was Nirmala obviously hidden for safety and she used to live right in front of our house.As I said earlier that she was my moms friend and they used to converse daily.
