Sobha mein nashta ker ke apne kamre mein chala giya or perhayi kerne laga phir 11:30 baje khala mare kamre mein jharoo dane ayein mager khala ne aj kh...le gale wali qameeq nahi pehny howi thi, khala jharoo dane ke baad chaly gayein or thori dair bad dobara ayein mager haath mein mare liye khane ke liye koch tha mein ne thanks kiya khala phir chali gayein thori dair baad berton lane ke liyein ayeen to me ne kaha ke khala ap mare paas baith jaoo batein kertein hein, khala ne kaha ke ok ham batein. Once she noticed that my face skin has become very dark so she said she will do facial and asked me to sit on a chair and she went behind the chair and kept my head on her breast and started messaging my face i don’t know i was in heaven that time, i felt her soft boobs her hot breath and slowly my feelings towards her was changing, i was in transformation from a brother to a lover of my own sis. The moment she finished and wiped my face i said that my skin is really glowing and i am feeling. She loved fantasizing about the handsome men that whacked off as they watched her. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore, so she snuck a peek at their enormous cocks.Bijal: How do you feel, Velamma?Velamma: This is hot, but I don’t think I’m getting any closer.Bijal: I think we should speed this up so that we can get home soon,Velamma: Yea, you’re probably right.Bijal: This isn’t cheating Velamma.Velamma: Right, we’re doing this to make it home faster. It’s for my safety. I hope this. It is my hope that through this story she has found the acceptance and love she deserved. This story is also in honor of the women out there who are Survivors, going through treatment, gave up a piece of their bodies and lives to Breast Cancer. It is in Memory of those who fought the good fight, but were called Home. Let us all have the courage to embrace these human shells we call our Bodies. There is beauty in vulnerability and acceptance. What we see as flaws, imperfections, and struggles,.