” “….ooohhh maat poochho.. ..mujhe bahut hi majaa aa rahaa hai dear… ….tum to choochiyan squeeze karne mein expert ho… ….baass yoon hin ...eri choochiyon ko dabate jaao my dear… “…dear tumhein meri choochiyan kaisi lagin…. …meri choochiyon ko dabane mein kaisa lagaa tumhein….” Mummy na kaha. Officer bola tumhari choochiya bahut hi bhare-bhare hain… darling Anjali tumhari goal-goal choochiyan kaaphi uthi hui aur bilkul shape mein hain…. Anjali tumhari inn full sized choochiyon ko dbaane mein badaa. See if any of Emmas girl friends fancied slumming it. A bit of rough. Hence the no shirt in the hot sun routine to get a decent tan. I got my cam belt on and did battle with the belt cover fixing bolts. Bare arms smeared with oil. Sweating profusely I battled on until I had used all the bolts up. I finished up. The engine ran. I had my freedom back. It goes then? my father enquired. Seems like it, I agreed. Ill get cleaned up. I took a shower and wandered up to the manor, caterers were. When the caterer arrived, Chrissie recognised her from her last summer with Tom, eight years before and was surprised to be greeted with a warm hug."Nita? You haven't changed a bit!" Chrissie! You're very kind, but I'm older and fatter. Hasn't put Hubby off though, thank God! It's going to be fun working with you. Brought your guitar?" Oh, yes. Never without it." Good! Let's be about sorting out a cold buffet for tea!"The punters trickled in from about four o'clock. Anita and Chrissie explained. I was totally wet with drenching water from hair and top was totally wet showing my bra. It was like I was wearing a bra and nothing else. Ramesh started to see my boobs with his open mouth.I saw him and told to close his mouth. So he said such a delicious fruits are in front of me how can I not salivate for it. So I told him it’s prohibited to have these fruits. He made my seat go back and came near me and started to suck them. I had no option to oppose him. He then started to remove my.