Aur door band kar diya aur apni gown ko uthake juk gayi msine dekha ki unki gori se saved chut dekh rahi thi use dekh mera khara ho gaya,par mughe sam...jh mai nahi aya asa kui hua tha . Fir bhabhi ne bola thik hai beta ,hai ab achi hai ,chal thik hai ab mai tughe nehla deti hu.,thik hai ,Fir unhoneapna gaown pura utta diya ab wo mere samne puri nangi thi fir mughe stool par biyha diya or mere sar par sabun lagane lagi to unke bade bade boobs mere muh par yakra rahe the..Mera phur se khara ho. All this couldn't be true. It had to be one of her fantasies, but then there she was, her fingers nestling with the hooks of her bra. When the bra fell, the comments started."Wow,, quite a set of knockers." She's got bigger ones than you do, Chrissi." Don't get worked up, Mario, at least mine don't sag like those udders."Anne blushed, but after a quick sign from Frank peeled off her jeans."Look at that wet patch in her panties. What a dripping cunt."Anne did not answer, but pulld down her. She shuddered slightly, and her clamped nipples hardened, causing her to moan softly and arch her back very slightly. She was already reacting so well to my touch.But she snapped out of her shock and declared, ?Please, sir, we cannot do this!?I stopped touching her, withdrawing my hand. I could indulge her for a while yet. I would have her soon enough, whether she was willing or not. ?Why not, Emily?? I asked patiently.She said in a hurried panic, ?You are my father’s oldest friend. Don’t you. In fact, I probably looked about as bad as Dad did whenever hecame home from work after a sixteen hour shift.Normally I didn't look too bad, or at least not compared to any otherboy my age. I was a skinny blonde kid with ears that were just a littletoo large and with a scar across my chin due to an old childhoodaccident on the playground. I would have preferred to see a little moremuscle in the mirror, but what boy wouldn't.When I went to the living room, Mom gave me a smile and asked, "Are.