For the next few days nothing seemed much different. I mean, sex wise, Sherry and I were still doing it almost every night, and Mom and I found a coup...e of opportunities to get together, but as for any shifts in general behavior, nothing stood out except Dad seemed a bit distant, reserved. Maybe contemplative is a better word since he seemed to spend a lot more time just sitting and thinking about things. Or was it just that I was paying closer attention to his moods?I specifically didn’t ask. Rehne do bhabhi.Shazia: Arre bolo na? Kya huwa? Bol bhi do. Dekho min bura nahi manungi. Bol do.Me: Woh…Woh Bhabhi mujhe lagta hain muslim ladkiyaan bahut sexy hoti hain. Ekdum hot lagti hain mujhe to.Shazia: Oh sach mein? I hope you get a muslim girlfriend. Waise shyam ko kya kar rahe ho? Tumhaari mummy toh gaon ja rahi hain na 2-3 din ke liye? To shyam ka khaana yaha kyun nahi khe lete?Me: Maine turant haan kar di aur mein raat ko 9 baje unke ghar gaya. Bhabhi tab khaana bana rahi thi. Kuch. " You can feel Ellen's eyes on you, but youdon't look. There's no going back now. "You'd look so good in that." Yousay. You mean it. You can't wait."Well that's settled," Melanie says, hooking her arm in yours and marchingyou towards the fitting rooms giggling. "I'm so glad you came along," shesays. "Mom wants me to be completely covered from head to toe. I like yoursweater." Thanks," you reply, acutely aware of how small and tight and feminine itis, even for a sweater, and how it really makes. We nip … we bite … we convey our building desire with hums and moans. We know that fulfillment is not far away. I thoroughly rinse your hair and take a moment to chase those suds across the slope of your breasts. Your nipples are too tempting and I take a nip on one with my mouth and tweak the other with my hand, rolling and tugging and pinching the tip between my finger tips and thumb. You are almost purring as a deep moaning sigh tells me you are enjoying this. Your hands are busy also,.