08-06-2019, 07:41 AM
But the girl was filthy rich and his uncle was in the ministry and all that stuff and wanted us to have wedding in Bangalore. BIL was disappointed but I told him its ok as it’s we can have a small family picnic and also see how rich they were.
We came to Bangalore in the month of April few days before the wedding. We were given a huge Guest house and few cars were at our service. Everything was much bigger.
I met my younger BIL Pramod’s wife Kavya just few days before marriage and she was dazzling beauty. She was shorter then me but I was 5.7 and she was 5.5 good vital stats 35 25 34 and was 3 years younger then me. I at that time was perfect for any guy 36 25 35.
On the wedding day I was dressed in typical south Indian sari and out of the blue my BIL was dressed in a Lungi and Shirt just like this South Indians have it.
After the wedding in the afternoon Ravinder had gone with Pramod and his wife to the temple and I and BIL were going to come back to the guesthouse to take some rest, as there was reception in the evening.
Our other family members and friends including my dad and mom had left after lunch back to the guesthouse and we were left stranded without any transportation.
One of Kavya’s relative told that there is car going to go near the guest house they can drop us.
When we went near the car an ambassador there were already 4 people in the front seat and 3 were sitting behind and some one told in hindi, “chalta hai saheb mia biwi kidar bhi adjust hota hai” and telling he made BIL sit behind with his one leg down and one inside and then told me to sit in between that will be comfortable as he wont take lot of pressure in his legs.
That really was wonderful for me.
He was blank but when he was posed in that way and he was going to tell something (as he felt at that time and was going to tell me no it’s right we can wait) I just sat in between his legs and pressing to the other side the driver closed the door. OHHH I could find and instant hard one and by the sheer hardness I could come to know this was something real randy and big.
April 18th 1998 began a new adventure in my life and within little moment BIL’s right hand came on my bare stomach between the sari phalu and he started pressing my breast lightly.
I felt relief as our vehicle has started moving on the right direction in which we had sat 6 months back with our small incidents in the house in the kitchen watching movies.
I too pressed myself more on him and our randy talk on in Marathi ignited more in between our moments too. I was thrilled when his hand went down and from behind my legs his other left hand started to creep in.
He adjusted a bit and bang his hands were roaming on my thighs and to avoid other people eye I had placed a hand on the front seat and leather bag was on my lap.
The moment we got down of the car we rushed to the guesthouse only to find all the relatives were resting out there and we both were disappointed.
But the next 2 days in Bangalore was were randy as our foreplay increased and he could pounce on me whenever he got a chance pressing my breast ass whatever came in his hand in those few min.
We came to Bangalore in the month of April few days before the wedding. We were given a huge Guest house and few cars were at our service. Everything was much bigger.
I met my younger BIL Pramod’s wife Kavya just few days before marriage and she was dazzling beauty. She was shorter then me but I was 5.7 and she was 5.5 good vital stats 35 25 34 and was 3 years younger then me. I at that time was perfect for any guy 36 25 35.
On the wedding day I was dressed in typical south Indian sari and out of the blue my BIL was dressed in a Lungi and Shirt just like this South Indians have it.
After the wedding in the afternoon Ravinder had gone with Pramod and his wife to the temple and I and BIL were going to come back to the guesthouse to take some rest, as there was reception in the evening.
Our other family members and friends including my dad and mom had left after lunch back to the guesthouse and we were left stranded without any transportation.
One of Kavya’s relative told that there is car going to go near the guest house they can drop us.
When we went near the car an ambassador there were already 4 people in the front seat and 3 were sitting behind and some one told in hindi, “chalta hai saheb mia biwi kidar bhi adjust hota hai” and telling he made BIL sit behind with his one leg down and one inside and then told me to sit in between that will be comfortable as he wont take lot of pressure in his legs.
That really was wonderful for me.
He was blank but when he was posed in that way and he was going to tell something (as he felt at that time and was going to tell me no it’s right we can wait) I just sat in between his legs and pressing to the other side the driver closed the door. OHHH I could find and instant hard one and by the sheer hardness I could come to know this was something real randy and big.
April 18th 1998 began a new adventure in my life and within little moment BIL’s right hand came on my bare stomach between the sari phalu and he started pressing my breast lightly.
I felt relief as our vehicle has started moving on the right direction in which we had sat 6 months back with our small incidents in the house in the kitchen watching movies.
I too pressed myself more on him and our randy talk on in Marathi ignited more in between our moments too. I was thrilled when his hand went down and from behind my legs his other left hand started to creep in.
He adjusted a bit and bang his hands were roaming on my thighs and to avoid other people eye I had placed a hand on the front seat and leather bag was on my lap.
The moment we got down of the car we rushed to the guesthouse only to find all the relatives were resting out there and we both were disappointed.
But the next 2 days in Bangalore was were randy as our foreplay increased and he could pounce on me whenever he got a chance pressing my breast ass whatever came in his hand in those few min.
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