I checked the door adjacent to Panna Bhabi’s room but that was still closed from the outside. At last being disheartened I went to sleep. The next d...y was the holiday and both of us were at home. At about 12 PM, I was watching TV in the drawing room, Panna Bhabi came to me and asked “Moni, will you use the bathroom now?” I re-asked “why Bhabi?” She told “I am going to bath now, I will take some long time, do you any hurry?” “No, not at all, you can spend time as you required.” She disappeared. She then opened her mouth and took half his length down her throat. Her head began lurching back and forth, pulling his cock deeper and then shallower in her mouth.Jen's face and body seemed gaunt as the camera captured her giving a blow job. Her skin didn't exhibit the healthy glow of our marital years. The film seemed to give her a sickly look, despite her youthful beauty.As I watched numbly, it became obvious to me that this video had been made some time ago. Now, at age thirty-one, Jen was. Keep your tops on until then... And we can then have a grand unveiling ceremony! Won't that be fun, slut?" I'm sure it will, Sir, I'm sure it will." And by they way Carol, you'll find that I've replaced your entire wardrobe with garments and gowns more suited to you new look..."In the weeks that followed, no-one saw my new breasts but me. I tended to myself and gradually the bruising faded but I still looked as artificial and freakish as ever. The coolness and awkwardness between myself and. She tried to imagine the scene that would cause. Skirt hiked up, legs splayed wide, and half her hand buried up her pussy while her co-workers gawked at her. She found herself thinking more and more about sex. It took great effort, to pull her mind back to her duties but within an hour she would start daydreaming and become aroused all over again. Playing out erotic little fantasies about her e-mail man and what he might have her do. By the end of the day, her overheated pussy would be aching.