She had raven dark hair… Like my mother… She was tall, like my beautiful sister. Desi sex In brief, I was dying for a hot fuck. I am Rahul, twenty… About five ten in height… Have a lean athletic body and I feel that I’m quite handsome. Her tits appeared rounded and firm… Her waist was quite small, and I could guess a perfectly smooth flat stomach. Next day, I waited eagerly for Sheila and Mansi. During my stay in Mumbai, I didn’t visit our village very often and so didn’t get any chance to meet Sheila. “Mansi see us.” I didn’t let her go… Instead, brought my lips closer to hers and planted a deep kiss on her rosy lips. “Where?”“Here…” She paused for a moment. Most of the days when Mansi brought my lunch, she came alone… Occasionally some friend of hers would accompany her. “Give me aChance and I’ll show you.” She stared at me
