We cuddled for an hour, before finally getting up.We didn’t get dressed. She had not worn a panty. Desi indian All in all, we are a happy little family!Megha occasionally goes to her native place. I was staring at my own maid.Divya was wearing a dull white colored salwar and a greyish kameez. We have started to love each other and are really enjoying our relationship so far. Divya was still cleaning the floor. I moved my hands one more time over the hook of her bra and this time, flow was swift as fuck!I removed it, brought it closer to my face and sniffed it. I wiped my hand clean with her bra that was kept on the side table. I was sad again. And weekends were the toughest times to spend. She had big breasts.Bigger than Megha’s! She had a bindi on her forehead and a pinch of sindoor on her hair partition.
