She saw me watching and waved. She was 5'6'' and every bit of 250, but it was all in her ass, thighs and tits. Around the middle she was just a little...above average. Her boobs were monsters, at least 48DDs. She was a black girl in dasiey dukes and a shirt cut low enough to slow off her massive tits.I took the mail into the house and beat off at the front door. Over the next few weeks I saw her off and on, and waved politely, before going inside to beat off. Then one day I just happened to look. As years passed, their sex life got worse and worse.My brother started working overtime at the office due to the vast development of our business. He spent most of his time traveling to other cities for meeting clients. In such a busy life, he slowly took bhabhi for granted and I could see that. Bhabhi had been very understanding.She waited for him to change like before with a lot of patience. She tried explaining and convincing him. But failed as my brother got more and more involved in the. " I turned my eyes towards the floor, even though He couldn't see me, I needed to give him the respect he demanded."Turn yourself in by midnight tonight. Make any and all arrangements and say your good-byes."Click.I knew what I had to do. I had no ties to family. I had written them out of my life a long time ago. I had packed what little I needed days ago. I cried. Happy tears, uncertain tears, horny tears. I spread my legs and my fingers parted my pussy lips. I was not moist. I was fucking. Me gas band karna bhul gaya and rice jal gaya. Muje cooking ka bohot showk hey and acha bana bhi leta hun but mere dimag me idea aya. Usne mere dost ke pas uska number diya tha toh mene uspe call kiya and usko bola ” kaku rice Karaplay ani navin lawacha ahe” ( aunty rice jal gaya hey aur wapis banana hey).So wo boli ki dhyan dena tha na kaha kho gaye the and fir usne procedure bataya fir me aise hi bola ki “jr kahi lagla tr call karto tumhala”(agar kuch lagega toh call karunga)toh wo boli ki.