.bhabhi ka figure 38-30-36 ha To kahani yaha se shuru hoti hai may bhabhi se milne gaya .bhabhi hamesha ki tarah aaj bhi saree apne beli se niche phen... hui thi or mujhe bhabhi ki saree phene ka yeh terika jhakas lagta hai.may jaise hi oor bell kiya bhabhi samne se ayi kya lag rahi dosto mere nazar toh bus chutt per tiki thi.. Chut kafi ubar rahi thi or chuchiya bhi tani hui thi…bhabhi ki transparent sare may se bra bhi bilkul dikh rahi thi.jaise hi bhabhi ne mujhe sofa per baithne ko kaha toh. I turned her by the shoulder and walked her a ways away from where we were standing over to the stacks of filled sandbags. We stood there, facing into the canyon, listening to the quiet. I didn't know what to say. I was pissed, but I waited until my anger was under control.I tugged her around in front of me, so that we were both facing the same way, her back nestled into my front. Spooning, standing up. I slowly began a major campaign on her breasts, building gradually, squeezing and pinching,. "Yeah, I was watching the Jag coming down the street, thinking what a beautiful machine it was. A guy in a white panel truck was passing the van when all of a sudden he seemed to lose control and swerved into the Jag. The Jag was forced into my truck." What happened to the woman who was in the Jag?" The guy jumped out of the panel truck and went over to her. She was unconscious. He opened the side of the panel truck and yelled over at me that she was unconscious and that he was taking her to. “I am.” After Michaela said this, I took her breasts in my hands, leaned forward and took a full nipple in my mouth, She gasped gently as her hands slipped through my loose ponytail. Kisses, licks and nibbles across her tits had her hands in my head a bit tighter. My loins were blazing, balls straining, and I remained in full salute, loud and proud. I kissed, sucked her neck as well as her amazing tits. She was gasping and panting, now gently calling my name, and our lips covered her voice. A.