I asked who that was and I was shocked to hear that it was her mom.Her name was Manjusha. She was 39. She had huge milk tankers, a juicy lip, a hot an... sexy figure with a curved body.Ever since then I have asked Chitra to forward me her mom’s photos telling that I wanted to make a portrait of her mom.I used to shag looking at her mom’s photos in various poses.I truly had wished to get her in real which seemed quite impossible as she lived in Kolkata.Chitra was the only child of her parents and. She frowned and began to turn just as a deep, sexy voice spoke behind her."And here I was, wishing my partner wasn't a complete bitch like Casey." He grinned at her in a relaxed pose that made him look so gorgeous it felt like a dream. "I guess having the best female model was better than I could have wished for." "Not just the best but also your first cousin. Aaron?" She was completely stunned but she still gave him a welcoming hug. "I can't believe you're my partner."Aaron was also nineteen. Kuch bat hi aisi thi usme. Varsha naam tha uska, meri Varsha Aunty.Varsha ki Umar thi 38 saal.Do bacchon ki maa thi. Ek ka naam Raghav jo 18 saal ka tha aur dusre ka naam Gagan jise sab Gunnu bulate the jo 8 saal ka tha. Uske baccho ki age mein 10 saal ke difference ko leke main kai bar sochta ke iske pati ko 10 saal baad kya tharak machi jo ek aur nikaal diya uski chut se. Khair woh saali thi hi aisa piece. Agar main hota to Gunnu ke baad pata nahi kitne Munnu, Chunnu nikal diye hote uski chut. It was Friday evening and, having decided that I no longer cared what my boss thought of me, I'd left the office on time, at 6pm. The commute home was doing nothing to improve my mood. Living out of down might make sense financially but it means having to deal with trains rammed full of rude business people on a daily basis. Already having to stand up, I scowled as we pulled into a stop. Bodies pressed against mine as the carriage filled up. The air was warm and thick and a trickle of sweat.