Sushil Bhaiya is a lucky bastard, believe me to have a wife as sweet as you” she smiled at me, “That feels so good to have my breasts played with ...y my own Bhabi. Men dont know how to feel our breasts. They are rough and horny – it’s either too rough or too quick! Is Sushil Bhaiya any better?”Well,” I replied, “I have been touched by your bhaiya only, so don’t know about others. And yes, your bhaiya is rough and quick. You are different. I have not known anything like this. Nina you have made. ‘First, I want you girls to look at something. Come over to the computer.’ She Googled ‘Hymen’ and clicked on ‘Images.’ The screen filled with illustrations of vaginas, opened to display the vaginal entrance. She indicated several images. ‘These are photos of women who have lose their cherry. See how wide the entrance to their vagina is. Now look here,’ she indicated some others, ‘these are virgins. You see the entrance is narrow, and obstructing it is this tattered white skin. It can be more. The flounced nightgown barely fell to my hips, and left all my diaperedshame on display. I plucked at the lacy hemline in a futile attempt totug it down and cover my bulging rumba panties, my bottom lip poking outlike a sulky toddler. I accepted the oversized baby bottle of warm milkshe handed me without protest, and gazed up at Aunty June's impassivefeatures when she raised and locked the high crib side in place. "That'swhere silly little babies like you belong - locked in a cot, and pinnedin. While watching, everyone else in the club seemed to no longer exist, it was only her, the music and me. Every beat from the music seemed to be in rhythm with her movements. After a few more songs and dancing to each just as intensely, she returned to the bar next to me. Fanning herself from being so active out on the dance floor, I could see a light sheen of sweat over her making her seem to glow in the clubs laser and strobe lights. I took advantage once again of her being so near and leaned.