“Don’t you like what I’m wearing daddy?” she asked. He looked her up and down and blinked a few times, just to make sure what he was seeing wa... real.“Its not, I mean I… Um, well...” he spluttered around for words before finally saying, “You do look very lovely, but I don’t think its appropriate clothing for around the house is it?” and his eyes dropped to the floor for the first time since he had opened them. He looked awkward and embarrassed.“Daddy, would you rather I wore this out somewhere. I mean “sagipoyedhi”.and she had a daughter she was studying 5th she was very sexy also had boobs and a boy he was studying 1st std and after few months Kishore got married a girl named Sandhya she was also studied degree in a town she was also rich before marriage she was normal in weight and short and had big boobs of course and after marriage now she had a son he was studying nursery all the three children liked me very much and how i met them all of the things, their occupation and how much. OoOOooTwo days later I was on patrol when I get a text message from Jen. She was between cases and had a few days off.I waited until my partner was out of the car speaking to an errant motorist and sneaked a peek at my phone. It’s was a selfie. Jen was in our bedroom, naked except for a pair of my old patrol boots and a tool belt. Her long dark hair pulled back in a ponytail, she was offering a large hammer to the camera with a very suggestive smile on her face, the picture was captioned “Just. No, I'll be fine, mum replied, a little too confidently. I looked at her doubtfully, but she just gave me a conspiratorial smile. We started walking along the prom towards the main shopping area. And it was certainly noticeable how mum was holding herself with greater assurance as she walked along, more comfortable with the way her boobs swaying and her belly wobbling, meeting the various stares of passers by, rather than looking away. It was quite a long walk to the town centre, and after.