My Cute Indian Wife -indian Diva (hindi) Part 4

He nodded, and looked sad himself. "I remember. I was sad when he moved away. But that was a long time ago."He stared at me a bit longer, then added, ...I remember when you got married. You were very pretty. You weren't sad then." No," I sobbed, "I was very happy."Somehow my tears just then felt different. Pete had helped me remember one of the happiest days of my life."I'm sorry I'm crying," I told him, "but I'm not as sad as I was. Sometimes people cry when they're happy, too." I know, Mom. I expected her to bend down to kiss me but instead she stood on the couch, straddling my thighs and put her hands on my shoulders looking down at me. I reached up for her nipples but she raised her hips, moving up out of reach. Instead I grabbed the tops of the panties and tried to pull them down but she laughed and jumped backward off the couch. This had gone on long enough. I moved forward a few feet and grabbed her by the waist. She laughed hysterically but she was caught. I spun her. More

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