’ Mansi sighed. ‘I hate taking her to malls. She just wants me to buy her everything she sees. And really, we can’t afford it.’ ‘Hmmm.’ sh... said. ‘What do you do, Mansi?’ ‘I’m a housewife.’ ‘And your husband?’ ‘Amar is a history professor.’ ‘Not too much money in teaching, huh?’ she sympathetically said. ‘It’s okay. Not too bad. But we certainly can’t afford to buy our little girl five thousand rupee shoes that she’ll outgrow in six months.’ ‘I see.’ ‘But seriously aunty, give me your phone. "Let's go back to yours," she whispered. How could I refuse?Ciara was wearing a beautiful fitted dress that showed off every inch of her lean, athletic figure. She looked amazing, with her long legs encased in a pair of nude tights... we got a cab back to mine... the driver must have had a proper show that night as Ciara hitched up her dress slightly and straddled me, pushing her tongue into my willing mouth. I slid my hands round to feel her toned arse. I massaged her buttocks gently and she. More

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