Ab mai batata hu ki mera man kaise gaya uski taraf wo daily pocha lagate time pe apni chunni bathroom me hi chhod ati thi wo jab bhi pocha lagati to u...ke boobs dikhte par wo pure to nahi dikhte sirf gali hi dikhti par utna hi kafi tha mujme hawas jagane ke liye. Kuch din aisa hi chlta raha mai use aise hi dekhta rehta par mera man abhi bhara nahi tha itne se to ab mai wo jaha jaha pocha lagati wha wha jakar dekhta par itna bhi kafi nahi tha kuch din aisa hi chlta raha meri himmat badh rahi thi. Two perfectly round whoppers just waiting for me. I felt some drool slowly forming in my mouth, and I was ready for her. I was like the tiger on the prowl, the prowl for the cougar. I carefully moved the end of her panties over with my finger, revealing her cute little pink vagina again. I had to hold her panties over to keep it visible, so I whipped out my dick and was ready to sin once again. I placed my penis next to her vagina entrance, took a deep breath, and then carefully, slowly, pushed. A secret's something between two people at most; bring in a third and the only question is how soon is it going to be common knowledge.He wanted to hear my new voice in person, of course, but I begged off. "You'll hear me Friday," I told him firmly. Some of Camilla's caution about between-performances singing was rubbing off on me; now that I had a voice worth preserving, I wanted to preserve it. But I told him I didn't think he'd be disappointed.We were still talking—well, now more like just. No ... I want one now!" Well," Bob explained. "I didn't think you should get pregnant before we were married. I just didn't want people to talk. Remember, I'm almost old enough to be your grandfather."I didn't think it would be a good idea for you to be pregnant before we were married. People would definitely talk and not very nicely about us either."I don't want people to say that I'm a letch, which I am, but I'm a letch that loves you and only you. Nor do I want anyone to say that either one.