Mee dekhne me thik tak huuu.coluor goraa he. Mere lound kaa size 6 inch lambaa aur 3 inch motaa hee. Agar koi he guwahati me aisa hee ki mere sath kuc... waqt bitana saahe too mail kaar sakte he. Mail id: Meri kahani kuch ich tarah ki he ek bhabi mili thi mujhe raste me mili thi. Aise hi jaa rahe the footpath see to raste me mili thori der me dekha ki uskaa dhyan mere taraf thaa too mene vi apna dhyaan uski taraf lagaya. Fir usi kaaa pisa karane laga jaha jate he waha jane laga. Kaam see kaam. (If you get my drift…) So I packed up my stuff, and proceeded to return the borrowed books to their proper location. When I had returned, she was gone. Not that I was overly upset about this concept, but I didn’t want her to think that I was giving the cold-shoulder. I picked up my books and continued out the front door. I didn’t realize until it hit the ground, that there was a lavender coloured sticky-note hanging off of my Advanced Calculus book. Generally I would notice such things, but I. But aunty ne dubara pucha so maine socha beta rohit ab bol de mauka mast h so maine kaha aunty niche lagi h so aunty ne kaha kahan niche.pehle to mey thoda hichkichaya but fir maine bol hi diya ki aunty mere main point pe laga aapka haath jor se.aunty ne kaha I am sorry tumhe jyada tej to nahi lagi so maine kahan nahi aunty fir aunty hasi and dusre room mey gyi fir 5 minute baad wapas ayi aur mujh se kaha rohit ek baat bolu mind mat krna so maine kaha boliye aunty. aunty ne kaha main ek cheez. We had lunch together and later after lunch my stepson started asking for milk again but as I had told earlier I had to feed him so I agreed to him.I wanted to feed him differently this time so was thinking of something by which I could feed my stepson. I thought for a while but couldn’t get new idea. I kept thinking for few min then a idea got in my mind that I would wear a large nighy and my stepson would go inside my nighty and suck me within the dress only.I was very excited by this idea. I.