So they tried to pull the zipper of my nighty and succeeded. The zipper was till the end of the chest very low. Then they widened the 2 parts of the u...zipped nighty which gave them the clear view of my breasts covered in the white bra. They tried to take it off too. So they tried to find a hook or a zipper to open it. But my bra had a hook on the backside. After the failed search they tried to pull up the bra as Anu did. From bottom to up. The elder one was on the left side and the younger on. She was probably overweight and burdened with several children by now. The weekend passed as so many others had. He ran, he worked out, he read, he wrote—purely for the satisfaction it gave him—watched some football and slept. Monday morning he drove to the office he had occupied for the previous eight months. This job was almost over, the manufacturing facility was closed, the employees were virtually all terminated and the assets were being sold off. He’d move back to the corporate. I was shocked when she adjusted her saree and gave a full look of her left breast. I was shocked if a woman could have such big boobs. I returned home and masturbated at least 6 times, that view of her left boob is still fresh in my memory. Since then it had become a regular habit of seeing her breast and coming back home and masturbating. I don’t remember a single day going to sleep without fantasizing about Mrs. Smita. She had this lovely figure with vital stats of Rambha(the south Indian. But my admiration was cut short as Beth grabbed the only thing left in reach, a small throw pillow, and covered (of all things) her tummy and the top of her pussy while the other hand went to her breasts. Here, I must explain to readers of the first chapter that I left out something describing my beautiful sister. Yes, she had no muffin top or spare tire, but she did have a tummy bulge a bit larger than her skinny peers at school, which Beth says contributed to her feeling not as attractive as.