Vous avez cherché: how long will i wait for next pickup (Hindi - Anglais)

how long will you love me ?
how much you love me

how long will we live in fear?
if you're dead, who is going to sign the papers?...

i still love you so i wait for you.
i still love you so i wait for you

i can afford it in a month, how long will it take you to afford it?
i can afford it in a month, how long will it take you to afford it?

'what's wrong in allowing him to see' said rahul pecking kisses on her cheeks. 'i have not decided about it' she replied. 'how long will you take to decide about it' he said shuffling her hair with his hands. 'keep trying you may succeed' shot back his mother. hearing those words rahul was encouraged. lifting his hands he held his mother by her head and drawing her face closer to his, he kissed her squarely on her lips. shobha sizzled as he felt his hot lips on hers. unable to control anymore she drew his head and opening her mouth wide kissed him back. rahul was enchanted by this and in a reflex action he pushed his tongue deep inside her mouth and embraced his mother's body to his. shobha was stimulated by the passionate kiss and as rahul drew her up to his body, she tamely succumbed to his ministrations. her body was set on fire. rahul feeling her body shivering started to caress her back and bringing his hand under her arms he moved it over the side of her breasts. shobha moaned hard when she felt her son's hand trying to feel her breasts. she pressed her upper body to his completely, squashing her breasts over his chest. rahul could no longer put his hand on her breasts. he placed his hands over her shoulders and pushing her back he trust one of his hand on her chest. shobha moaned louder. her tongue slipped out and started to lick her son's lips. rahul felt possessed. he thrust his hand deep between his mother's chest. his hand felt the opening of his mother's nightie. his fingers started to fumble over her hooks and with great difficulty he managed to unhook two of them. as the flaps of his mother's nightie gave way, his fingers came in contact with the warm flesh of his mother's bosom. this aroused him. he dug his hand deeper till he could feel the silkiness of his mother's brassiere. this made his prick shot up. shobha's body too was throbbing in the heat of the passion. she lifted her body for a second to allow her son's hand to take possession of her breasts and as rahul slid his hand over the cup of her bra, she shuddered and wet her panties. rahul too was on the verge of shooting and as his mother allowed access to his hands to cup her bra his pecker shot up and when he felt his mother's body convulse in the heat of the passion he again jammed his lips on hers and cupping her breast over her bra he shot his load in his pants.
'what's wrong in allowing him to see' said rahul pecking kisses on her cheeks. 'i have not decided about it' she replied. 'how long will you take to decide about it' he said shuffling her hair with his hands. 'keep trying you may succeed' shot back his mother. hearing those words rahul was encouraged. lifting his hands he held his mother by her head and drawing her face closer to his, he kissed her squarely on her lips. shobha sizzled as he felt his hot lips on hers. unable to control anymore she drew his head and opening her mouth wide kissed him back. rahul was enchanted by this and in a reflex action he pushed his tongue deep inside her mouth and embraced his mother's body to his. shobha was stimulated by the passionate kiss and as rahul drew her up to his body, she tamely succumbed to his ministrations. her body was set on fire. rahul feeling her body shivering started to caress her back and bringing his hand under her arms he moved it over the side of her breasts. shobha moaned hard when she felt her son's hand trying to feel her breasts. she pressed her upper body to his completely, squashing her breasts over his chest. rahul could no longer put his hand on her breasts. he placed his hands over her shoulders and pushing her back he trust one of his hand on her chest. shobha moaned louder. her tongue slipped out and started to lick her son's lips. rahul felt possessed. he thrust his hand deep between his mother's chest. his hand felt the opening of his mother's nightie. his fingers started to fumble over her hooks and with great difficulty he managed to unhook two of them. as the flaps of his mother's nightie gave way, his fingers came in contact with the warm flesh of his mother's bosom. this aroused him. he dug his hand deeper till he could feel the silkiness of his mother's brassiere. this made his prick shot up. shobha's body too was throbbing in the heat of the passion. she lifted her body for a second to allow her son's hand to take possession of her breasts and as rahul slid his hand over the cup of her bra, she shuddered and wet her panties. rahul too was on the verge of shooting and as his mother allowed access to his hands to cup her bra his pecker shot up and when he felt his mother's body convulse in the heat of the passion he again jammed his lips on hers and cupping her breast over her bra he shot his load in his pants.