Here you hang, at our mercy, bereft of all modesty, and you wonder what we intend to do with you?” Fear filled her belly as her imagination ran wild... Fear, and something else, something that took her entirely by surprise. Desire. “Show her, Francois.” She watched in fascination as the half-naked brute drew forth a finely wrought mask seemingly made of black metal. “For you, my dear, to preserve your modesty, if not your virtue. I had this forged from Iron. A remarkable piece of work. Too bad. I don’t think sexy about her b4 that leave. One day my uncle going to Chennai officially. I am alone with aunty on that day. Usually we chat some time and joke for some time as usually. After she finished her all works we both are going to have our lunch together and since lot of work she did alone she become tired and going to sleep at the hall in sofa.iam alone watching the TV some songs. Normally I turn her side she is in a deep sleep. I watch her suddenly her saree pallu slip from her. I am 28. I narrate my story in our national language. This story is about my bhabhi. Her name is Ranjan. She is 38 with wheatish colour, 5’3in height. Having qatilana figure of 36/30/36 agar eik taraf unkay ubhaar (breast) qyamqt thay to doosri taraf unki gaand barey barey logo ko apni toba torney par majboor kar sakti thi.phir bhala mein kia cheez tha jo un say door nikal pata.mein bas kisi chance ka muntazir tha. Meri bua ki tabiyat aksar kharab rahti thi to wo apni ladki k ghar doctor ko. They all recognized her from her television appearances and a few of them even moved forward to take liberties with her famous breasts that hung down waiting for the action to begin. One inspired elderly man wrapped his lips and almost toothless mouth around one of her nipples and sucked her so loudly that the audience applauded his relentless audacity.She shuddered at the affront to her dignity but knew it was only a small sample of what she was certain to face in the hours ahead.All of the.