If you read my first story you will remember Chuck.I was called out of town to go do a job late one night Chuck was over watch a movie (as he always w...s as he almost lived at the house.) Sara was cleaning up after dinner I had to get dressed up in my carharts as I work for a telecom company and it was cold as all hell outside. Sara came into the bed room and mentioned she was a little uncomfotable being left alone with Chuck after the boat ride ( he had made several dirty comments to her after. At long last, the roads whose names had celebrated various species of tree were actually turned over to their cultivation. There was now elm, oak, beech and sycamore on land that once sported their names. Nevertheless, there hadn't been enough time for the trees to grow especially tall. Although the genetic modification that facilitated rapid growth and disease resistance made the landscape rather more densely forested than would otherwise have been the case, the trees could scarcely be. He opened the turkish bath door for us and said I guess we are lucky, it looks like we have the bath for us allone.The steam inside the bath was tremendous, he led us through a foggy area, he sat far away from us inside a impenetrable steam cloud, I was sitting next to my wife.He started to talk with my wife, he said that she had the perfect age to giving birth to a c***d and wonderful big breasts that are made for breastfeeding.He told her that his wife loved to be pregnant and that she. I heard from my sister about Sheila’s growing to a stunning beauty… Though I didn’t care much for her at that time. I was pretty happy screwing my mature landlady.Last year, Sheila got married and left the village. When I returned from Mumbai, Sheila was settled with her husband in some faraway village. This time, she had come to visit her parents. I saw her when she came to meet Mansi at our home. I just could not help staring at her… She had transformed into a fine young woman. She was slim,.