Reading that message the whole journey came to my mind in fraction of a second. My desi She looked really relaxed I guess she have lot of hotels experience with her husband. She was kind of looking little anxious and worried. It has been my routine to visit my uncle and aunt in Mumbai on weekends. We kept talking and talking strange thing was we were still strangers we never exchanged our names. I filled another glass for her. And suddenly she moaned very loudly and held my hairs and tried to push me hard on her pussy. She said she never wanted to leave her job as it makes her feel independent. All I could say was yes. We used chat with each other on SMS whenever possible about all the general topics now we knew more about each other. I was ok but she was high she kept talking and lied on my lap.
