Feathering my fingernails from my pussy to my breasts, I squeezed, enjoying sweet pain.With a small sound, the cooling breeze of the central air wafte... through the room, and I smelled the mushroomed scent of my womanhood. Leaning back, I spread my legs, easily sliding the middle finger deep inside my pussy. I stroked for a few seconds, and then lifted the finger to my mouth, savoring my juice and wishing it was Laura's. Tickling my tongue with my finger, I sensed an orgasm with my touch—a touch. My Boobs are huge and they projected outwards, they are round in shape and are stiff. I have curvy hips and round ass, long legs with fleshy thighs and milky smooth shiny skin and pink nipples. Whenever I travel in crowded bus or stand in a crowded area many would try to touch my body and when I walk many would be looking at my bouncy boobs and my flat tummy and my navel though the side views of the saree.I live with my Father in law he has a grocery store and would leave’s from the house in. I didn't have a boyfriend and it made me feel horny sometimes when Dad would check me out.It was late one night. I had been asleep but I heard my bedroom door open. It was dark but I could see the outline of my father."Dad?" "Shhh!" He said to me."What's wrong?" I asked."I had to see you," he told me.Dad said he was thinking about me lately. He pulled the sheet back and I felt his hand touch my chest. I had a t-shirt on but my Dad fingers were probing my nipples."Do I excite you Jan?"I didn't. I had wanted a large family, and we had struggled for three years before we were blessed with Michelle. You can imagine how much I doted on my little girl. Yes, and thought of her everyday, too.Karen looked like I had kicked her. She curled into a fetal position on the couch and just lay there. She didn’t even close her eyes. I wanted to go to her and almost did. Then I remembered what had transpired in the room at the end of the hall. I got up and found another beer in the refrigerator. I.