I went home, got dressed, and made myself some breakfast. It was the weekend and family was starting to stir in the house. I needed to cut the lawn to...ay so I figured I would get right to it. If my neighbor was sleeping-in, The sound of the mower might get her to stir a little. I started on the far side of the lawn and worked my way closer to her house. At one point I was dumping the grass from the collection bag into the refuse bin and sneezed from the dust. I quickly smacked myself in the. Mujhe ghin aa rahi thi . Par kuch der ke baad majaa aane laga . Meri jheeb ko aunty ki tati laag rahi thi. Maine aunty ko kha ki aunty meri jhibb ko apki tati lag rahi hai .to aunty ne kha to kya hua. Tati bhi to hamera shareer ka hi hisaa hoti hai . Aur jo hum khate hai wahi hoti hai yeh tati. To maine kha main kyan karu aunty. To aunty ne kaha mer tati ko chaaaat ke dekh maine kha nahi. To aunty ne kha phele tune mere sath zabardasti ki thi ab meri bari. Phir ainty whan se uthi aur mujhe. It had been a long day and I was tired. I stood up and stretched, and for some reason I cupped my full breasts through my blouse and tweaked my hard nipples. Being pregnant had an arousing effect on me. All of my tension seemed to gravitate to my pussy, which was dripping and throbbing in anticipation of a much-needed orgasm. Bruce was out of town on business for a few weeks, so it had been awhile. As I continued caressing my breasts, my breathing became much more labored, and began furiously. It wasn't deep enough to swim, but it was a great place to cool off. We usually stripped off our clothes so they would stay dry...thinking nothing of our nudity. Jeri was always the tomboy, and pretty much looked like one. She kept her hair pretty short, usually wore jeans and work shirts, 5'7. and completely flat chested. Growing up together, I never really thought of her sexually, at least not at first. As I got a little older, I noticed my body changing....developing.......My cock would get.