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I then went back to the family room and sent the video I had just recorded to both my parents and my wife’s parents, so they would have an idea of w...at had happened. Then I waited a couple seconds till the phone had sent it for sure and switched the thing off. I went to the gun rack in the hall. We had a few hunting riffles in there and a couple old collector pistols that my Dad had given to me to protect them from the proceedings when he divorced my mother. Damn it, I remembered that I kept. Then put up a good make up, Then I wore a beautiful little transparent sari. I looked at the mirror and got satisfied on my look. Exactly at 9.30 am Vijay reached in my flat. He was thrilled when he saw me.He grabbed me and started kissing me systematically. He first kissed me in my forehead, cheeks and then on my lips. He explored my mouth extracted my saliva as much as available. Our tongues rubbed each other. All these time his hand was massaging and pressing my buttock. I was so excited;. .busted! I wanted to change into something sexy to sweeten the deal. But Jon was too quick. There I stood in my work clothes; a mid-thigh navy pencil skirt, a beige blouse, and three-inch pumps. Determined to make my attire work, I placed my hands on my hips and greeted my patron, “Welcome to Rain’s Salon. What is your pleasure today? Would you like a press ‘n curl, a relaxer, or some braids?” Jon broke out in laughter, “Neither.” I was glad he was game to play along. So, I continued, “Perhaps. Meet me after 5mins). So I left all the items in the table and followed the way through the back door in the store. He was not there. I started calling his name “Tarun!Tarun! Kaha pe ho tum?” and moved forward. Suddenly someone grabbed me by my waist. I was taken aback. When I looked back with a shocking face, I found it was Tarun and without my permission or approval he kissed me. I wasn’t prepared for that but I was loving it; we smooched for about 5mins. Luckily there was no one. He said.
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