Mai toh mausi ke boobs he dekh raha tha itne bade aur gol with pink nipples maza he aa gya. Mai unke boobs chusne lga. Maine unka left boob muh me liy... aur right ke nipple pinch kar raha tha. Mausi ko maza aa raha tha. Mausi siskariyan le rahi tji aur bol rahi thi suck it suck it karder, maza aa raha hai bech bech mai main unke nipple ko bite kar deta. Maine kaha ab mausi raha nahi ja raha. Maine mausi ki jeans utar de aur panty utar raha tha ke maine dekha mausi ne pad lagaya hua hai. Mausi ne. ”“I am. And sometimes I feel bad about thinking that it’s liberating. But then I think about how I felt, like someone was smothering me, and I don’t want to feel that way again. I want my dad back, but I want him to be more like your dad,” she said, a tear rolling down her cheek. “Is that bad?”“No, it’s not bad, nor is it mean. It’s just a hard truth. You loved your dad, but you didn’t love how he treated you. You’re just confused, honey. The last year and a half has been pretty crazy for you. I wouldn't have even known of this Amos guy if Cora hadn't decided that she needed my help so how the hell could I be sure that he was the only one. The sorry fact was that I couldn't. And that brought me back to the question that had sent Cora running from the room crying.Was the baby mine?By the time I pulled into the garage and shut off the car the thoughts had all boiled down to a single question. Did I help Cora or not? I was two-thirds decided to say yes and the overriding factor was the. Soon enough he couldn't resist and his mouth dropped to find her pink nipple. She found his mouth eager and warm, sucking and licking at the stiff flesh. He slowed, taking time to flick and tease, his tongue tip caressing and prodding the tip. She was looking down, fascinated by his gentle technique and how it was affecting her, she grew more aroused and the deep tingling was building in her pants as he worked her breasts and budding nips with his fingers and mouth. She wanted him, her gently.