As her saree dropped down her shoulder, her glowing fair cleavage made me drool. At about 4 pm, the calling bell rang.As I opened the door, Maya stood out in a lemon-yellow saree and the same-colored blouse with a horsetail ponytail. Desi porn I was a little confused by her stare. As I blinked at her with a heavy breath, not knowing what to tell her, Maya’s reaction slowly changed.She smiled and asked me, “What? She used to be in her saree or a kurta-leggings as she came to pick her daughter up.After hide and seek for 6 months, I finally made up my mind to tell her that I liked her. So how are you?” I replied, “I’m good.” She asked, “Is your mind cleared now or still cluttered?” I said, “It’s a 4-year-old clutter. With some hesitation, I slowly placed my hands on the side of her thighs over her saree. I stood, unable to move,
