5 inch ka lund dekh kar dono dar gyi or pooja boli ye to meri jaan nikal dega me nhi krungi…..Mene use pyar se samjhya or wo maan gyi fir me usko ga...am krne lag gya wo siskariyan bhrne lgi sath me rajni bhi siskariyan lene lag gyi mene pooja ke sare kpde utar diye or use nangi kar diya uski chut dekh kar mere muh me pani aa gya sath me hmne rajni ko bhi apne bed pe bula liya or uske kpde bhi pure utar diye usko bhi nangi kar diya un dono ki chut pani chod chuki thi mene phle pooja ki jangho ki. "Sara always says she's busy. It's like she doesn't want to talk to me. I don't know what I did." Sara doesn't want to talk to any of her friends. I'm worried about her. Come on in. Maybe you can find out what is going on with her." I'll try." I wanted to know for my own sake, but I was willing to fill her mom in with what I found out unless it was too personal.I knocked on Sara's door, didn't hear anything, so I opened it."Sara?" I hesitantly said. It felt sort of weird to be cautious about. Raj was bout 35yo but still a bachelor, reallyhandsome and we all wondered why he never got married when he cud get any girl he wanted.He was the only guy in our family who was physically fit, so we all idolized him.We were more like friends as he used to come to our place bout 3-4 times a year.He used to tell me bout all the girls he had met and all the exciting things bout Mumbai that i had never dreamed of doing in my hometown,so that was one thing that really excited me.I just packed my. In reality, I was a mediocre, flat chested, pimple-faced girl with braces and huge glasses that chose not to wear panties to school. I just didn’t see myself that way. I saw myself more like how I look now only with tits like my mom.I was willing to flip my skirt up on command too. The wind did it more than I did. I still remember walking past the flag pole while the JROTC kids were raising the flag. They had their eyes on me more than they did what they were doing. I saluted and smiled as I.