I slipped a hand up between us and roughly fondled her tit through her shirt, feeling her nipple get hard under my hand.My other hand pulled her skirt...up and started to play with her arse, feeling the softness of her panties under my fingers. She moaned and spread her legs a little, allowing my fingers to brush against her panty covered pussy. I felt her hands move between us, rubbing my cock through my pants, nearly making me cum right there. She fumbled with my zipper, opening my jeans and. I was typical conservative Indian housewife with our set of values. I spent a lot of time thinking about him while he probably had no idea that I wanted him so badly. I love him. I had always loved him but I’ve done it in silence. I had been feeling guilty because I dream about best friend of my husband.At that time my frustrations were so painful when I met Prem I could not look at him because I was frightened of him, frightened of myself, my feelings for him. He never bothered to pester us. More

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