Suddenly I became aware of bhabi’s presence. Bhabi was also startled and in the course, she spilled some tea on her top of Punjabi dress.I said, ‘... am sorry, bhabi. I didn’t do this purposely’. Bhabi said, ‘I know. Please now change your shorts’. I hurriedly picked up a towel, covered myself and went into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. I suddenly found that I had no spare shorts in the bathroom. I cleaned, wrapped the towel around my waist and cane back to the room. Bhabi was. I don't know how much of that cucumber he got into my ass, but it had to be around 10 inches long and he was only holding the first couple of inches. I felt his hand hitting my asshole each time he plunged it into my gaping hole. I don't know how long he fucks me with it, but I remember squirting my cunt juice over his face, I remember my hot cum running down my stomach and over my breasts and into my mouth. Then he stopped. I think you're ready now, he said, and I have a little surprise. My brother finally got married and my SIL was very nice looking lady. We got along very well. She used to think I am her son but little did she know that I used have fantasies about her. I would act so innocent and childish just to get close to her. When my brother was at work and she would be in bed resting I use to go and slip under the covers and pretend to cuddle. When she was in deep sleep I used to touch her boobs and then run to the bathroom to jerk off. This happened for a long time. I. He scrambled to sit upright next to Judith, finding that he needed her support. That last effort drained him.“Oops,” he whispered, looking at the broken kettle.“Shh,” whispered Judith. The entire circle stared at the relic and Wayne focused on the shifting steam rising from the cauldron. There in its midst, he saw a shape solidifying as if it could will the molecules of escaping steam into a form. And then he recognized her.“Chameleon!” He struggled to his feet and lurched toward her.“Unbound..