Ab unke shorts aur panty ki strip mujhe dikh rhi thi.. M unki strip k pass tel lgata rha wo mene unse kha bhabi aur upar krdu maxi unhone hmm m krdia ...ur m unki ki bra ki strips p aagya aur wha shuru krdia tel lgana ab mene dekha bhabi ka ek ek romta khada hogya th ab mera lund bhi full josh m tha mene bina jhijhke k sex k nashe m bhabi ko boldia bhabi maxi utarni pdegi bhabi ne hmm ishara krke haa krdi aur maxi utar wali aur seedhi let gyi mene wo ab aankh bund bilkul chup chap maze lena. She was dressed in a black blouse and a simple white chiffon saree, which is slightly see through. Though she was in a simple dress, she looked amazingly voluptuous to me. She was adjusting her dress at the top of the stairs. Pulling up the saree a bit here and there as if not satisfied with being just voluptuous. May be she wanted to look the most beautiful when her granddaughter opens her eyes and looks at her. She was having a small black purse in her hand. And holding that purse she raised. ‘So what do you think Greg. If he says yes, do you want to come?’ ‘I’d love to. I’m a sailor from way back.’ ‘Great. I’d love you to come! Now where’s my phone?’ asked Roxy as she searched the room for her phone. ‘Use mine,’ offered Steph. ‘His number is on speed dial.’ Five minutes later it was done. They had to be ready by eleven with a small bag of luggage. Steph joined them for breakfast, Roxy and herself turning heads in their little shorts. Greg couldn’t help but see the look on people’s. With the typical contrariness of youth, it looks like he's going to follow his Dad's career as well. A while ago he asked me the kind of questions about his birth parents' lives that it was very difficult to answer. I decided to write this memoir for him. He isn't squeamish, but he'll be embarrassed by the sex. He's known about our S&M devotion since he was eighteen, because I insisted we told him. Thankfully he's open-minded enough to accept it without disgust. The painful parts our story will.