!!It all began last month when my brother went abroad due to business. Bhabhi was okay 1-2 days, but then she started feeling lonely and she used to w...atsapp me “whats up..? Em getting bored, em missing your b*o & stuff”..!! It went normal for 1-2 days but the whole scenario changed 1 day. I wanted b*o’s lappy so i went in his room to get it.!! Maybe bhabhi forgot to lock the room and i entered the room without knocking. What was i seeing..? Bhabhi was masturbating. She was fingering her pussy. I tried most of my tricks, at least the ones you let me try. I stood behind your chair and rubbed your neck. The tension never went away. Not even when I lifted my shirt and used my breasts to rub your neck. You didn’t really respond at all. So I did my usual. I pouted. I took a book and a beer and went to bed. I woke up a few hours later with my bookmark lost and my half empty beer warm on the nightstand. You weren’t there, so I went looking for you. I found you in your chair, eyes closed,. "It's soft," she said in a whisper. "And warm."Her fingers toyed with my nipple, and the little nubbin stiffened eagerly, while my pussy gushed. I saw Carl, naked now, his hardon a pole in his lap, his hand curled around it as he watched us. Leaning forward, I reached around Stephanie and unhooked her bra, dragging it off her, exposing those glorious mounds of flesh, glad they had a bit of sag to them, but not too much.Maybe I was a little jealous. My two tits together wouldn't have made up one. It pounded in my heart. How can you be down when so many people are showing love? But they were cheering for my effort, not my victory. “The thrill of victory. The agony of defeat.” ABC’s Wide World of Sports. I could see that skier dude crashing off the jump every weekend.I limped over to where Rob and his coach were talking to his own excited fans and held out my hand. He took it and smiled.“You okay, man?” Rob asked. “After the first serve I thought I was a goner. I hope you know it was an.