That research led me to an article thatdealt with fashions of the 1960's. It seems that women of that timeconsidered pregnancy to be a beautiful thing... With that in mind, theycame up with something called a "pregnancy puff". Simply it was a smallpillow like thing with a belt attached. Women would wear it so theylooked very pregnant.That gave me an idea. I spent several weeks looking, shopping for justthe right pillow. Finally I found it and bought it. When I got it home, Istuck it into my. I called her the kid has slept and was on my lap and to take her to bed. Bhabhi walked and shut the door first as I saw her I was like what the hell she was waving her ass as well as boobs with her hair open and a deep neck gown which revealed her cleavage. While she was roaming around I had already got a hard on under my shorts.As she came close to me to lift the kid from my lap she purposely winded her hair and tossed it back, and bent and I was only looking at her boobs she caught me seeing. Itne me uski beti chaye pe kar aa gyi, ab usne ek dheela aur khula sa kurta dal liya tha. Jab wo mujhe chaye dene ke liye jhuki, toh uske gore gore boobs meri ankhon ke samne aa gye.Uske boobs dekhte hi mera lund khada ho gya. Mere khade lund ke uper uski maa ki najar thi. Shayad wo ye sab dekh kar samjh gyi thi, ki main ek number ka harami hoon. Fir maine thodi der aur baat kari, par kuch baat bannte na dekh main bola.Main – Dekhiye madam mujhe lagta hai, ki aap meri baat ko samjhne ki koshish. As we passed each other, I felt a shiver of familiarity, like I'd seen herbefore, but just out of the corner of my eye.I shrugged it off and gave Dmitri at the counter a big goofy grin. Dmitriwas your typical long-haired metal guitarist, 6'4, full of muscle, andcovered in tattoos. When I'd worked there, we'd become sort-of pals,which meant we were always ribbing each other. I was glad he was stillthere. "There's the munchkin! Long time no see!"I dropped my bag on the counter and headed.