6 inches weight 65.Wid a smart and chocolaty look. I can’t describe my tool size as I’ve never measured it.But its big enough to satisfy a girl or...a lady.So coming to my story.This is my first story here and it’s very true. Guys ye mera first story and I’ve never written all this before. So be patient while reading dis.This incident happend wid me 1 year ago.Mere cousin bhai ki shaadi ko 3 saal ho chuke the.And my bhabi is very beautiful she is fair 5.7 height wid amazing figure.Age 29. Humlog. Paintedwood. Wood that could move with preternatural force into a sittingposition at the vanity, before the mirror.The frightened feeling turned to anger. Steve could feel his nose andcheeks puff out. His nose feeling like it was stuffed with plush andkapok, smelling of old cloth. A mixture of rose and cinimon. He openedhis mouth only to feel it snap shut as he gasped for breath. Reflectedin the mirror the face of a doll with Steve's small human eyes staredback at him. The mouth forever. “We’ll visit it after dinner,” his father said with a grin.“Sweet.”Dinner was blasé. He wasn’t particularly impressed, given his new expanded palate. For example, James could even eat fish now. He tried the trout and found it unremarkable.His mother, being a mother, commented after they had all ordered, “I thought you didn’t like fish. When did that change?”“I didn’t.”“But?”He shrugged, “I’m trying to improve myself. This fish isn’t really helping that cause.”His father rolled his eyes, his. I did not know what to say. I looked at mummy for help but she juststared blankly at the wall. I signalled my distress but she just glancedat me then smiled tightly and replied."Just tell the truth Peter."I was in a quandary. 'Did my mother know?' I wondered. 'What would happenif I said yes?' I wondered. I fell silent as fear started to grip me. Thesocial worker smiled and spoke softly."Don't be afraid. Just tell the truth like your mother said."I was still not convinced. I had heard three of.