Maine unake pith pe hath lagake kidar kidar dard ho raha he puch .to unhone bataya ki unki gand dard kar rahi he .to mai sari ke upar e hi unaki malis... karne laga. Use time pehali bar aunty ko dekhake mera khada ho gaya.maine kaise to karake control kar liya .10-15 our malish ke bad aunty ko bahut acha lag raha tha .maine gar jake 2 bar mooth mara.For dopahar ko aunty ne muzako bulaya. Ise nar wo nighty me thi.maine unase unke dard ke bare me puch ,to boli abi thoda sa thik lag raha he .fir. Once again he listened, only now realizing that the sound he was hearing was coming from the direction of the badly mangled doe still wedged between the two rocks. He pulled on her with some effort, his hands coming away bloody as her hide tore revealing even more of the mutilated muscle and bone, but eventually she came free. And when she did, Running Deer stood in surprised wonder at the frightened wild-eyed look on the young fawn that barely had enough room to even stand inside the small. The noise kept going higher till midnight when the two marriage party announced that they are all very tiered and should go to sleep. The last I saw Bhavana walking into the bride’s room, turning and winking me; confirming that she will come up as soon as all are asleep. In half an hour time the marriage hall was quiet and started filling with sounds of snores growing minute by minutes with the silence of the night in Pune.I slowly got up and with light foot walked to the 3rd floor of the. It was a 36B, way too small for her."You really need something in your size," I told her, pointedly ignoring what had been going on when I had walked in on her. "This is probably two sizes too small for you."She took the bra and stuffed it into a drawer of her desk. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. She couldn't think of any way to explain her behavior that wouldn't be blatantly laughable and she knew it."Really, you're at least a C-cup, probably closer to a D. Don't.