I am not fond of very big or too small boobs. I like them handful and round and she just had those perfect breast which did not sag on removal of bra ... that part I learned later ) The moment we met she just came and talked to my mom “Didi avin kitna bada ho gaya hai”To which my mother casually replied “ haan tu bhi to badi ho gayi hai , aur teri to ab shadi kar deni padegi agar aisi badi hoti rahegi to”She after ignoring my mom’s talk came to me and said “ tumhe to meri yaad aati nahi hai”. But. Her mind cursed herself, cursed the soldiers who gave her the booze, cursed Tina, cursed her father, and everyone she’d been in contact with, blaming them all for her plight. ?What have I done to deserve this? I’m being made to suffer because of a slave who couldn’t do her job properly.? Sounds of the door being unlocked distracted her thoughts. Two male slaves entered and half carried her to the slave lavatory block and unceremoniously sat her over one of a series of holes in a wooden bench. He felt like such a freak. "I'm sorry" Dr. Holland told him, actually sounding sorry which surprised Brian some. "The transmitter had been perfectly safe in every test we'd run before. When I put you through it, I had no idea that anything like this could have happened. I have no idea how it could have." Staring at Brian, he continued "It seems like you're somehow turning into someone else, but I don't see how it could have happened. You were sent through completely alone and the scanners. She raised her head and looked me in the eyes, she smiled mischievously."Is that for mommy?" she reached between our bodies and squeezed my cock through my trousers."Jesus mom! Cut that out!" I pulled her hand away."I don't want my boy having a heart attack like that old guy I was dancing with," she smirked."Anyway it's just a reaction to a dream I was having. I couldn't get aroused by you; you're my mom for fuck sake!" I retorted."But you didn't mind panty-popping me in the car on the way.