Then I got up, and like the night before, I got a warm wet rag and washed mom and myself off as best as I could. Laying down next to her I fell asleep... The next morning she was gone, with not a word being said. When I got downstairs my breakfast was waiting, like always, and my mom made absoluetly no mention of what had happened.For the next couple of weeks I was in heaven. At night, when a storm would come so would my mom. She would come into my room and lay face down on the bed waiting. Aapko shayad pata nahi hoga ki chawal ka mahol kaisa hota hai. Sabhi chawl ka to nahi par mumbai main kuch areas aisa hai jaha sharam ki koi seema nahi. Aadmi daru pikar apni aurato ke sath jhagta karte hai aur jhagda chwal se nikalkar mahole ki galio tak pahuchta hai. Bacche itne bigde hue hote hai ki cyce churakar, petrol churakar bechdete hai aur almost roz party karte hai. Aurte bhi kuch kam nahi hai, ek dusre ki burai karti hai. hamesha chota mota jhagda hota hai neighbours main. Aurto ko. James was feeling embarrassed and slightly humiliated as he waited on all fours as Karin undid and lifted up her dress. As she pulled down her panties they both heard a clatter of metal against the old porcelain toilet as the keys fell out from where they nestled in her underwear. “Keys!” Karin laughed, she was now quite drunk as she pulled the keys from the toilet bowl and walked over to the basin to rinse them. James obediently crawled along beneath her naked butt, with his head between her. When it came to my breasts, I had decided that Nate could pick what sizeand type I got. That way we both would get what we wanted. I would getbreasts of my own, and he would get a woman with his dream breasts.The breast implants that Nate ended up picking, gave me a set of breaststhat were like a slightly saggy set of watermelons. They were larger thanthe false forms had been and much more bouncy as well.When I was fully healed, I found that I really loved how my new breastslooked and how they.