He looked a lot like LeeAnne had and could pass for his wife now. But his breasts were bigger and firmer with larger nipples. He was also prettier tha... she had been. As he stood there cupping his two heavy tits and examining his reflection, LeeAnne came in.LeeAnne walked up behind him, reached around to cup his tits herself. "Let me do that for you baby." She said as she began to caress and fondle those amazing breasts her husband now sported.Mark's head began to spin again as LeeAnne's strong. She may not have been as petite as her sister, but she considered herself a desirable woman, and carried a rack she could be proud of.Stepping into the shallow bathtub, the hot water felt relaxing on her lightly tanned skin. Once she was fully under the water, and felt the heat run over her chest and back, she could begin to feel the stresses of her day begin to melt. With a bit of soap, she lathered herself, feeling cleaner already, and let it all rinse away. Her hands moved around her. " Well, what about girls, do they, um, squirt semen ?" (like i didn'talready know the answer)"No, girls just produce a liquid which lubricate their vagina. It canleak out at orgasm. Do you want me to show you how girls do it "I was desperately hoping that she would get undressed herself, andjerk off with me, but she pulled down a wall chart and pointed toaspects of the diagram.Now, i acted more c***dish than i would ever have believed. "Well,can you show me how you do it, i mean you've sort. My parents, my distant cousin brother, and his wife had also attended it. That night I was a bit excited about the mischief I did. At the dawn of dusk, I got a message.The story is a layout of the chat we had between my bhabhi, Supriya, and myself, Jimmy. It’s just a conversational piece. I hope you like it.I had purposefully groped my bhabhi’s fluffy soft ass in between the procession. I think she didn’t notice at the time but later she did.Supriya: Ashi (my nickname), what was your.