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She had still not decided when to bathe. After watching two raunchy numbers, Manya herself began to feel raunchy and started to imagine herself in the hands of the various lesser artistes who always got to grope and feel the lead danseuse in those songs. A tide of titillation ran through her as she wondered how she would look on stage being thoroughly felt up by ten young and strong male dancers. She was cunt caressing her way through another raunchy number, nakedly spread out on the sofa, when she suddenly heard the doorbell ring. The sexy housewife was alarmed because she was naked, aroused and no clothes were within reach. “Who’s it?” she called out from her lewd position on the sofa. She was relieved to hear a female Bhabhi voice reply. It was Sana, the neighbor’s seventeen year old daughter. She was Salman’s sister. “I’m coming Mms in a minute”, called out the nude woman as she quickly went into the bedroom and pulled on a petticoat. She draped a small towel over her chest and went to open the door for Sana, her back fully bare and her breasts bouncing and jutting out through the thin towel. Sana came in and looked at the beautiful mature woman’s body from head to toe. Manya was her idol and Sana’s reason for idolizing her was that all the neighborhood boys, kept talking only about Manya in total lust and awe rather than about younger girls like herself. Even her boyfriend Sam joked that if Sana had an ass like Manya’s, he would have a desi hard time warding off other guys from her. Manya blushed when she saw the teenage girl examining her all over. She asked her in and brought out some coffee for both of them. Sana kept glancing at Manya all through, noting the way her melon like breasts, swung freely, unfettered by any restrictive clothing. She was also perplexed that Manya’s nipples were erect even at this time of the day. She knew little about Manya’s appetite for Scandal hard sex and her ever horny disposition. In her eyes she was the good housewife who couldn’t help it if she was blessed with a well stacked, knock out body. They chatted for long, Manya blushing every time the teenager poked her waist to tell her she was very desirable even for women. It was cheerful banter. Suddenly Sana said, “Aunt Manya you looked rather sexy the other day while skipping”. A bit puzzled, Manya thanked her sweetly. “I mean very sexy Aunt Manya”, the teenager spoke out. “Many men praised you and some even went crazy talking about you.” Manya was a bit concerned and asked her “Who went crazy Sana”?. “Everyone Aunt Manya. I heard all the old indian men go wild, especially when your saree top fell off. They all wanted to get close to you. That’s why you were dunked the most. Never meet them without Uncle Desh in future Aunt Manya,” she warned innocently. Slowly he felt this sexual desire and lust overcome himself and his thoughts. With her Channel, I imagine that only profound emotional distress could cause indian her power to spill out on its own. “I bet that you must have a Mms hard-on most of the time.” "THANK YOU GENTLEMEN. There was another Bhabhi man there, the Cook. I loved the taste of her. Thankfully it was a case of me pushing my luck and not it running out completely as the cart was quickly pulled out and pushed Scandal back in again. “ Hello Serena” Everything OK?” "And you are a nasty boy," she retorted. The pleasure drowned my mind. Which made me smile myself and laugh a bit, what a relief, at least mom wasn't mad. I was again grateful that I have a petite little body that I keep free of hair. I hadn’t recognized it, but the number of keys on the ring desi bordered along absurd. “How could I, I was out cold.” "I NEED TO HAVE THEM PUNISHED HARD," she moaned. For my size though, I think I have a really nice butt and I know a lot of people agree. Amit could see that Rekha was in a totally different zone.