The soft footsteps stopped when the person was only a couple feet away, she had stopped singing the second she saw Greg and what he was doing. She too... off her gloves filling both hands with the snow, quickly she caressed his balls and wrapped one hand around his shaft before she lost the courage to do so. Greg’s eyes shot open as he felt her hands and he looked at her.“Let me do this for you,” Joanie spoke quietly, blushing as she did so.“Of course, I’m glad it is you that’s come here,” Greg. I transferred those pics to my phone.She had some really hot and sexy pics of hers in jeans and tops and some with half pants and tops. I was seeing that avatar of hers for the first time as she always wears saree in the home. And she was looking damn hot and sexy in those pics(she looks hot and sexy even in saree). Immediately I had a hard on and my junior started rising.I started stroking my junior, masturbated fantasying my sexy bhabhi and cummed a lot.After some time my bhabhi came to take. I also felt like my hips and thighs were getting abit rounder and softer. All very exciting developments.I was, in fact, examining these changes in the mirror on morning when thephone rang. It was my sister Caitlin.I updated her on my California plans. She already knew about a lot aboutit, but she was very interested in learning about all the details. Sheseemed almost as excited about all this as I was.At one point in the conversation, Caitlin asked, "Are you sitting down,Jen?" Her tone,. She does not forget anything. But she has...facets...of her personality that are more pronounced, the younger she gets. For example, Grandmother was a cranky old lady, though she was fond of you."Mother..." she trailed off. "How odd to speak of myself as if I were a person who is going away. Mother is a mid-point. She is less cross than Grandmother, and she shares some of the same...appetite for life...as the Snow Maid. But she is more restrained. Think of her as a well-to-do lady who only.