So they were searching in such house that her family can safely reside in city in husband’s absence. They liked my home and deal is done. ( Don’t ...et exhausted frds, there is a long story to go).Bhabhi’s name was Vandna and she was plump butt a definite maal with approx 5’2” ht, 40 32 40 figure and whetish complexion. But noticeable point is that she was hairy on her body (I just love hairy women). Her Ass was just killer, A Big One. Her Husband must have missed her on her Trip days everytime.. We watch as the skin bleeds a bit, but quickly heals up, faster than hers actually. I make her lick up the bit of blood on my arm and then make her walk back to the center of the shower. Interesting. Even if she wanted to, I doubt she could really do me much harm. I feel a sense of power over her. Even after death, in her new monstrous form, I could easily destroy her.We suddenly hear the baby crying in the other room. Shit. I forgot about little Adam. But Victoria just smiles and asks. This guy had not seen any physical activity like that in years, but to my amazement, even though his heart may have been about to explode his cock was still reaching for the sky. I rose up, smile and asked him what he thought of that. He said it was amazing between his gasps for oxygen. I figured this poor, over weight bastard was done so I teasingly said, “too bad you are beat and that cock is still hard, my pussy needs some cock.” I thought this may have scared him off but just the. I'm at my parent's home for the weekend, stretching towards the bright early morning sun streaming in through the lace curtains in my old room, feeling oxygen reach even to my tippy toes, giving my body a quick zing. I feel a warm sensation, a pulsing throb in my very womanly parts, and realize that my demons are not quite gone. Quickly banishing other intrusive thoughts from my mind I listen for sounds of mom or dad up in the house. I hold my breath for several seconds, finally exhaling when.