She was always very nice to me, asking me how I was and what I was up to. Tony was also very nice to me, and he often invited me to go with him when h... went to do something. My brother wasn’t as friendly to me as his friends were. I had to leave the poolside because I was starting to get a hard on looking at the girls. Seeing Michelle’s tits, when she bent over, was the final straw. I got up and left the backyard and went into the house. I could watch them through my bedroom window and jack. I kept it together, not letting guilt or remorse affect me until she got there. They had set his arm and done what they could for the burns, but they couldn’t cast the bone until the skin healed. He asked for me first. I walked into the room, expecting my best friend, my mentor to hate me. He took one look at me.“Wipe that guilty look off your face. Damn you, it wasn’t your fault. Stop doing this to yourself.”I couldn’t look at him. I felt so damn guilty. “You should have carried her out. I am. Usne pic kiya or boli.She:- hellow kon?Me:- I am deepak.She:- kon deepak ?Me-: jisko tumne aaj no diya wahi deepak.She :- ooh toh tum ho bolo kyun call kiya ?Me:- bas aise hi socha tumse baat karun tum mujhe acchi lgi..Yu are beautiful dear.She:- thanks. I know tabhi toh tum roj mujhe ghurte ho or aank marte ho.Me :- yaar tum ho hi itni sexy tumhe dekhker apne aap jo hona hota h ho jaata hai.Aise hi humari baat hoti rhi. Baaton baaton mai pta chala ki wo married hai or uske 2 bacche bhi hai or. Looking up past the bulge of her mons I could see the swell of her belly and, above that, those gorgeous hanging udders. I released my grip and looked up at her worried face.“Sit on the bed again” She was obeying every command instantly now and sat docilely on the edge of the bed. I pushed her back until she was lying on the bed with her feet on the floor and her arse just on the edge of the mattress. Her tits flopped to each side, the area around her teats wrinkling as her breasts flattened.I.