Wo saries chudidar kurti dress aur kabhi kabhi jeans pehanti thi. Mere 11th standard complete hone ke bad mere vacation classes the.12 std me mere gha... me padhai karna dif ficult tha kyo ki mere ghar ke pas railway staion he aur bahot shor hota tha esliye me aunti ke pas rehane gaya tha. Aunti ke pati yani mere uncle (phuphaji) wo surat ko kam karte the wo moth me 2-3 din aate the to ghar par me, aunti aur unki chhoti beti hum hi raha karte the.Summer vacation ka time tha par mere 12th ki. Her fingers were so softly, like butterfly wings, touching the skin along the edge of my bra. Then I felt the steel again as she cut the straps from my shoulders and cut between my breasts. Excitement again flooded me as her hot breath touched my skin. I heard their breath quicken as well as I felt her hands part my thighs and her lips surround my tender brown nipple. As she slid up my legs from my knees, I felt the warm wetness that I had missed so of late rubbing along my thighs. My hands. Abby quietly said, “God, mom … this place is amazing! You think he lives here by himself?”“His wife is dead and the guys’ cars are all parked out front. I would guess they don’t live here. But, I agree. I think our little house would easily fit inside this.”Their heels clicked on the hard floor of the foyer. They didn’t hear anything. They peeked into several rooms as they penetrated toward the back until their heals again clicked on the hardwood floor of a large, very masculine family-type. You now must decide what you will do. I give you two alternatives, and two only, and you must choose one of them. Will you submit yourself quietly to me, or do you prefer to be forced?'Leah stamped her little foot in her rage: 'How dare you speak to me in this way?' she demanded furiously. 'Do you think I am a child? Let me go at once!' and she moved in her most stately manner to the door.'You are no child,' I replied with a cruel smile, 'you are a lusciously lovely girl possessing everything.