After childbearing I found the strain even more difficult. Firstly, my beauty was greatly diminished. Not just my body which everyone sees, but my mos... intimate areas were negatively affected. My perky breasts drooped, staring sadly at the ground. My nipples, which had been small and peony pink, became large and a depressing taupe. My tight, difficult to enter, vagina was loose, fistable even. My labia turned a brown the color of ruined meat, where they had once been a lovely rose pink. Where. They were all good, but not as good as Mom’s. Dad also fixed dinner for Mom’s birthday, it helped that her birthday was in July as he always fixed something in the charcoal grill. No gas grill for Dad, this was his day to show Mom how much he loved and appreciated her. He had to do it right. As my sister and I got older we were allowed to help prepare the side dishes. At your birthday dinner you could bring a guest, I always brought Scott. He and I had been best friends since before. She rested with her back against the doorframe of her daughter’s bedroom and yet she heard the enthusiasm in her daughter’s voice.“Grandad knows all about that, apparently,” she said, before turning her concerned face away from her daughter. It wasn’t a fact that she had wanted to reveal and some memories were best kept hidden. Yet, for some reason, she couldn’t stop herself from doing so and once it was out of her mouth she felt curiously bitter with herself for doing so. She hoped, as much as. Mera bhi hosla badha maine bhi bhabhi ke kandhe par hath raka diya or dhere2 maslene laga.hall me bilkull andhera tha.mera hath dheere2 bhabhi ke boobs per aa gaya bhabhi ne bhi kuch nahi kaha wo tofilm ka maza le rahe thi.ab mai bhabhi ke boobee (bubbs) ko masal rha tha or ab maine unke blouse me hath dal diya bhabhi sirf siskariya bharti rahi or mughe cooprate karte rahi.ab film end ho chuke thi hum dono ghar aaye.maine poocha kyo bhabhi kaisi lagi film .bhabhi boli must. Maine kaha bhabhi.