Ab story pe aate h mere ghr k bagal ne shashiklaa naam ki ek surat rehti h wo pure family k saath rehti h uske 3 bache h pr usko dekhne se kahi bhi ni...lagta ki wo bacbacho ki maa hogi uska figure 38dd- 28-40 h uske boobs pure mohalle me masoor the wo hamesa suit me ghoomti thi mera hamesa se hi usko chodne ka iraada tha jab bhi time milta me uske saath baate karta usko chune ki kosis krta pr wo kabhi dhyaan nahi deti.Ek din uski family bahar gai hui thi maine moka dekh k socha ki aaj kisi bhi. He was licking her there and she arched her back to get licked and he bit her over the nipple with her bra on. He pulled her hair and bit her harder and she left out a loud moan “ Aaaaaah” . He then took off her bra and licked his tongue from her cleavage to her lower lip and then he did it again but this time just with his tongue’s tip.He then sucked her boobs alternative. And while he was busy with one, for every moan she let out from her mouth he would smack the other boob. Then he changed. " Only half?" She pouted. I shook my head again."Come on ... we're going to be late if we don't get a move on here."And speaking of boring. My first of two classes of the day was certainly that. The first class was my Psychology class where I was studying social and behavioral sciences. I chuckled to myself silently as we entered the medium sized auditorium. Bella would have made a great case study. Normally, I sat somewhere in the middle though closer to the front even then. Today however, I. Its a Saturday and today feels like the first day of a new life. You get up out of bed and have a look around your new room. Your small suitcase with your clothes is propped up in the corner. There is a vanity table and small mirror up against the wall next to your double bed. The room is pretty bare but liveable. You walk up to the full length mirror hanging on the wall and open the door next to it to let more sunlight into the room. You admire yourself in the mirror as you so stretch some.