.Aunty ne notice kiya lekin kuch nahi boli…Unhone fridge me se fresh cream nikala aur woh unke hath se fisay gaya aur sara unke boobs pe aur peth pe...gir gaya mein unko clean krne mein help kii aur help krte samay unke boobs ho hath lag gaya..Kya mulayam the kya batau…Aunty bathroom mein gayi clean krne ko.Unho ne door lock nahi kiya mein himmat krkr under jhakna suru kiya aunty ni pehle tshirt utara my god unke latakte hua boobs dekh kr mera tower 4g ki speed se khada ho gya..Meine pant mein. They gave us a room for 4 of us to stay bhabhi, me, bhaiya and their son. Now it was difficult for us to make out in bhaiya’s presence. But I was getting annoyed as I had not got sex for some time now.In the evening everyone dressed up and were ready to leave for function. Bhabhi wore a beautiful red saree with a backless blouse. Her navel was clearly visible which could make any dick hard. I smiled to her. She smiled back. We both wanted to do it but with bhaiya around it was difficult for. I took the 1st step and hoped not to be arrested, as awkward at that might have seemed to be. Yes I had to do it. I reached out. But then he grabbed my wrist?‘Love. I feel for you. I really do. Stand up. Here let me help you up.’ He said.He held both my hands and said he felt for me. He could see what an arsehole hubby was with me. Actually he did not know the half of it. The abuse etc! I could not let him slip away. I gave him a peck on his lovely puffy black lips.‘Oh. Love you taste gorgeous,. I let her know I’d grab lunch out, then left the office for the fifteen minute walk to Melanie’s office.“Spill it, Steve,” she said when I walked into her private office.“Hi, Melanie,” I grinned. “How are you?”“Cut the crap, shut the door, and talk.”I shut the door, then sat down in one of the leather chairs that faced her desk.“I signed an agreement with the FBI that says I can’t talk to anyone.”“Who reviewed it?”“Nobody. I read it. It was simple and straightforward.”“You can talk to your.