As I walked to my clothes press, the curtain on my old fashioned four poster bed brushed against my chest.I immediately felt the familiar flame kindle...in my abdomen as it did when my breasts were touched in this way. I felt a slight wetness gather between my legs, but tried to ignore it.The nagging flame within me made the wetness between my limbs worsen. I had begun to feel these urges soon after I turned sixteen. One day, I had used a cloth to be rid of the juices that had begun to soak my. . . . Fir maine bhabhi ko bola ”bhabhi maine aaaj k pahele kabhikisi k saath sex nhi kiya to aage kya kya krte hai mujhe sb btana”. Bhabhi bolo”tujhko sb bataungi mere raaja. . . Aaj to tu mujhko nhi mai tujhko chodne wali hu,”ye sunke mai josh me aa gya aur bola chal dekhte hai . . . Fir bhabhi ne mere t-shirt nikal diya. . . Fir maine bhi bhabhi ktop nikaal diye. Ab bhabhi bra me mere saamne thi,mai bhabhi k boobs ko braa k upar se masalane lga. . Ab bhabhi ko maja aane lge tha unke mooh se. ‘If you’ll follow me, I’ll show you the house. You’re a lot earlier than I was expecting. Mom thought you’d be here around five,’ Candice said, interrupting his thoughts. She looked up at him, noting he was several inches taller than her and broader in the shoulders than her father. He wasn’t old, like Bobby had suggested. He looked to be in his late twenties, or early thirties. Her parents were old. They were in their fifties. Ben Tarnish looked pretty damn hot no matter what his age. Ben. ‘I’m getting fatter!’ she would protest. Then Jim would kiss her and pat her belly as he headed out the door, calling out behind him. ‘And you’ll keep getting fat until you’re done making me a baby!’ But Dory wouldn’t laugh. His beautiful brown haired wife was now eight months pregnant with their son or daughter, but she was so miserable it made Jim feel like crying for her. She was really large, he admitted to himself as he turned down onto their street. But no larger than any other woman.