“Not so good at holding back when it comes to food, huh?” she asked as she hopped off her stool and ferried his bowl towards the sink.“Maybe jus... some food,” he said, closing his eyes for a moment and luxuriating in the feeling of being satiated.“I guess I’ll have to watch out tomorrow, then,” she said. She reached into a cabinet, pulled out a larger plastic container, and started shoveling the remaining contents of the wok into it.“What’s tomorrow?”“Well, I was thinking I’d try making that. . unse baaten karne par pata chala Naam Neha tha or wo divorced thi wo ek flat me akele hi rehti thi…raste me barsih fir se tez hone lagi thi..ham jese tese neha ke ghar pohoch gaye..wo bike par se utri or meri nazar unke breast par padi or me unhe ghoor kar dekhne laga…unka shape alag hi nazar aa jo ki size me 32 ke honge me unhe nihar raha tha or itna kho gaya ki bhool gaya wo mujhe hi dekh rahi thi…unhone ek ajeeb se smile dete hue poocha kya dekh rahe ho..me us time kuch keh hi nahi. I told her the whole story while in the meantime the look on her face became more .I did not know what to do next but before i could think she ordered me to get up and put my hand behind my back. I was now very scared because i thought of the things my dad would do to me for punishment.Instead she told me that i must stand there without moving or she will tell my dad. I agreed very scared and stood there. She then started playing with her breasts and pinching her nipples. I could not help but. She smiled openly and widely, her long lashes fluttering like the proverbial butterfly, her eyes glancing there again, and my husband sitting like the proverbial cockerel, as if inviting the young 'Pullet', to be mounted, she certainly looked like she wanted it.'Fancy a naked swim anyone'. I rose from the table and looked a both their startled faces, a moment of truth, and Celine found it hard to hide her eagerness, 'I'm aunt Emma', she said looking at my husband, her eyes begging him to say.