Ab me apko apni story batata hu ak baar me Janipur se Ahmedabad jar aha tha by bus. Subah ka moka tha sardiya chal rahi thi to thand bhi kafi thi.Me p...at form par bus ka wait kar raha tha meri nazar ak aurat par gayi wo barbar muje dekh rari thi uski umra karib 35 k aas pas hogi. Usne sadi pahni hui thi. Middle class family se lag rahi thi. Uska figure bhi achha tha me apko bata do me boobs ka diwana hu muje boobs dabana bahut pasand he use masalna, chusna meje bahut pasand he bade boobs wali. My baby fulfilled my desire. He made me proud mother of a BOY. Cannot I bear this little pain for him now? Yes, certainly. All these thoughts created pressure in my bowels and I was about to burst fart. I altered my thoughts. Fart will embarrass me more, so I put middle finger of my left hand over anus. Corking of anus prevented emission of wind but sound. Son smiled. This made me nervous and hurriedly I remove finger from anus. The soft material of panty could not bear so much mishandling and. Yes. Making fun of me? Or... She was beckoning toward me. Me? I pointed at my chest and she nodded vigorously. Well, why the hell not? I slowly made my way toward her."You. Yes, you. I saw you looking at me. What's the matter, guy? Never seen a fat bottom before?" Well... none quite as nicely shaped as yours."She began laughing, then slapped me on the back. It damn near knocked me over. She was several inches taller than I was, and had to outweigh me by easily a hundred pounds. Just that big. But I had the added pleasure of watching your heart shaped ass sway back and forth with each stride you take up the mountain. On the way up your hypnotizing gait gave me something to be distracted by and something to look forward to.As we enter the cabin for the first time the air is musty as it is cold. The place being so remote from civilization it has only the essentials . At one end there is a wood stove, and a simple kitchen with a basin. At the other end is a large stone fireplace with.