Woh jijaji (yani mere pitaji) ke saath parson aayeinge aur jijaji ke saath hi tumko sona padega.Mami – Main koi baazaru aurat nahi hoon ki har kisi ...e saath so jaaun.Mama – Chup kar. Sab apne hi hai aur abhi tak toh sirf pitaji ne hi kiya. Main bhi toh unke hi sharir se nikala hua tukda hi hun. Aur rahi baat jija ki. Toh woh hum pe aihsan hi karne aa rahein hai.Thodi der baad mein ghar ke ander gaya toh darwaza khula hi tha. Aur mami ne kaha tera hi intezar tha. Chalo tino ke liye khana laga. ”“Says y’all’re getting married.”“If she lives past meeting my folks.”“Oh, she will. She’ll be right there in the kitchen with your mom. Sorry, Dil ... I’m not ready for that yet. Prolly have a kid in a year...”“Nah. We talked. After her college...”“See? That’s what I couldn’t do. Not my thing.”“I understand. Still, we had a great time...”Giggle. “Sometimes several great times a night...”“Never complained, did I?”“Still can’t figure out how Jenn just makes you shoot in ‘er mouth...”“Dunno. Just. It was supposed to be a simple mission; carry a shipment of armaments to a planet not too far into unregulated space, the area was pretty empty too so the worst you could expect was an errant border patrol checking your trading permits. Hell, your vessel was quite fast for a freighter so even pirates wouldn't have been too hard to handle. What you hadn't expected, though, was a catastrophic systems failure leaving you stranded in space with nearly no propulsion and a barely functioning life. Her cleavage was barely legal, she smiled as she turned around looking at her silhouette. She then picked up her garter belt it was so lacy, ribbons and bows adorning the lacy long ribbons holding her thigh highs up. She sat down picking up her stocking, carefully putting her toe in the foot she with steady hands brought it onto her delicate ankle allowing it to kiss her calf. Up onto her knee and she brought it up mid thigh. Before she hooked it on she took both hands and ran her hands up her.