So i went to her room. As i entered, i saw her back. She was looking out of a window. I again saw her swan white back and her hips…they were awesome...and seemed so soft. as i went near, i got a more closer view. believe me my mind was starting to drool. i said to myself, that this is my bhabhi and how can i feel this, but yes i did. she was hot virgin babe. I said bhabhi and she suddenly turned, and i saw her crying. She tried to hide but i wanted to help. i just went close and asked her but she. I stared at the TV, watching the live feed from the guest bedroom upstairs. Director Steffen had just realized I was recording him fucking my bimbo wives, their pussies his bribe to help me. If he didn’t approve the serum, I would ruin him.And he understood.I wasn’t happy about blackmailing the guy. I had hoped just the thrill of being with five sex-crazed, busty bimbos would be enough to convince him, to turn him on with the idea of having his own bimbo. It wasn’t. But the serum was just too. I’m not sure this is appropriate.”She pouted. Sophia was a champion pouter.“But Elle, it’s a present. Pleeeeease can you wear it? Look, I got one similar.”She pulled her dress up to show me. It was different in design to the one I was holding. I couldn’t tell if anything was inside her, but the crotch part was a golden circle which nestled around her clit, framing it beautifully and leaving it proudly on display. As I stared she licked her finger and slicked it over her little nub, groaning a. She: but I don’t have anything to wear.Me: you can take a few of my clothes.She: ha! You must be joking right? Aaaachooo…I took her to my room and opened my wardrobe and asked her to take whatever she like while I go and make something hot for her. She nodded her head and closed the door after I left the room to change. I make hot badam milk for both of us. She took her time to come out. But when she came out, she was looking stunning in my big t-shirt which was loose for her and my shorts. She.