Complete kiya he ye story mere aur mere mausi Maya ki he meri mausi dikhne me mast gori he average body sexy figure aur bohot frank he nature se so ab...i me story pe ataa huBaat aaj se 1 mahine pehele ki he meri mausi jyada tr punjabi dress use karti he aur woh ghar me jyada tar bra nai pehna karti thi. Mere uncle kisi kaam se bahar gao gaaye the aur mausi ko bhi ek shadi me jana tha unke kisi khaas dost thi unke beti ke shadi me soo unhone mujhe call kiyaa aur mujhe bulaya woh puna me rehti he. "She was almost in tears. She looked at me as I stood there, thinking. Is she pregnant? What's going on? She persisted, "I'll take you into town, show you something, and then bring you back here. Unless you would like me to take you to A&E to get that thumb looked at?" I noticed there was a small red patch soaking through the bandage already and it was throbbing."If I come with you, what do I get out of it?" I wasn't thinking sexually but she took it that way."You can fuck me as soon as we get. As I was sitting on the patio to enjoy the beauty of the night, a bottle of Chardonnay by my side—the smell of sex was in the air.Who will be the lucky one tonight? I wondered. Certainly not me, I am all alone and I have no one. As the thought provoked me, I was startled from my erotic train of thought by the rustling of the leaves from the tree limbs above the patio. How nice was it to have the swirling of the leaves cooling the night before me. I had showered earlier and there I sat in my. Two things never happen at this bar; you don’t eat, and you don’t order water. It was more of an unspoken rule more than anything, really. If you just happen to break the rule or were a first time patron and did so – you were simply ignored by the bartender. If you were smart you’d look to your right then left and figure it out on your own. If you were stupid and somewhat lucky, a fellow patron might enlighten you on the matter. Around halfway through his second drink, he saw her. She had to be.