Or avinash k bhai bhen naani k ghr gae the to jaada pareshani ki baat nhi thi..M or avinash uske room m chle gae or aunty b hmare sath aa gai vo b mer... cmpny enjoy krti h kyuki m sb ko hsata rheta hu or meri baat ka koi bura b ni maanta..To m avinash k bed pr let gya uski mom mere chest k pass baith gai nd avinash saamne baitha tha..To mane apna haath aunty k back pr rakh lia nd bck rub krne lga.. Aunty ne mind ni kia fr meri himmat badhne lgi or m thoda sa hard rub krne lga.. Fr aunty ne mera. Begging your honour's pardon sir. No insult intended to your Royal personage." Oi!" I protested."I'm sure a fine man like you would never dream of dragging a bunch of expensive dresses half way across Europe Sir." Err, quite. This queen?" I asked."Yes Professor?" What size was she?" Well sir. It's hard to say. The legends aren't that specific and sizes varied back then you know. I can't be certain mind but I've heard it said she was a twelve. That's her, Sir."He pointed at a picture on the. I watched intently. I was building up the courage to grab them again, and I finally did. She swatted my hand away but I kept going back. Finally, she fake sighed and put her hands down and watched me as I explored the finer points of her luscious tits. Soft and braless they felt incredible, that it was my sisters tits magnified that a million times. I grazed my fingers back and forth over her hard nipples.“Having fun?” she asked, obviously a rhetorical question.She got quiet and her facial. Normally my parent's parties lasted long into the night with lots of alcohol being consumed. Since I was in my mid-20s, they did not control what I was drinking. Most of my parents' friends came to this party and it was lively and lots of fun. One of my female friends from High School came and we sat and talked for over an hour. She was in the same spot as I was, her boyfriend did not want to move to our town. Tina, was her name and we had been good friends while in High School. We never dated.