Chachi ki chut par ek bhi baal ka nishaan nahin tha. Sharir itna chikna tha ki touch karo to maila ho jaaye. Mujh se raha nahi gaya.maine aage badh ka... chachi ke gol chuche bhich diye aur unke hont chusne lagaa. Chachi ki siskari nikalne lagi. Chachi boli tere chacha 2 3 mahine mein aatehai mein yahan kaise kaam chalati hoon tujhe nahin malloom. Ungli de kar pareshan ho gayi thi itne dino se kisi lund ka swaad nahin mila tha.ab hum dono bath tub mein bilkul nanage the . Chachi ne mere 7″ ka. Fear made my breathing shallow, ragged little gasps.It was a mirror. The movement had been my own as I walked into the room.Relief flooded through me momentarily until it slowly dawned on me that my hope that this was the dream was nothing more than wishful thinking. What – more appropriately who – I saw staring back at me from the mirror chilled me to the bone.A stunning, raven-haired beauty with a lithe, well-toned body sporting large, firm breasts, without a hint of sag and capped with large. Mom had found out that Anni’s family doesn’t celebrate her birthday at all! No cake, no presents, nothing! So, my mom went out and bought Anni a Halloween birthday cake, complete with a pumpkin patch, a witch flying over it, and, of course, a black cat.Anni didn’t know what to say. This was her first birthday cake ever! We all sang happy birthday to her and she must have turned three shades of red. I decided to give her a kiss on the cheek and left a lipstick print on her; my sister, wanting to. The load was huge. Suddenly after that I got up from there and came to my room and gone for sleep. This same thing happened for few days. One day she saw some white patches on her night gown. She was surprised to see those marks. She was wondering from where and how it came. She was having total four night gowns. But unfortunately all the gowns are spoiled. Before going to office she put all the gowns and some of my clothes in the washing machine.As she was getting late for the office, she told.