.Rat me muze neend nhi lag rahi thi macchar kat rahe the lekin ye dono to araam se so rahi thi, tbhi di uthi bathroom jane k liye aur bathroom jaakr a...yi to dekha mai soya nhi hu to mere pass aa kr let gyi, aur baate krne lagi shahr me kya kya krta hai nd all wo padhai nhi krti thi 5th std tk hi padhi thi gaon me school nhi tha nd bua uncle shahr me nhi bhejna chahte the, maine sb btaya..To puchi ki teri koi gf hai kya maine bola nhi hai, tu q puch rhi hai to boli ki pados ki ek ladki shahr me. When Winnie was born, she had a problem with her pelvis and her legs, that her mother could not afford to get fixed and so she would waddle like a duck from side to side when she walked. Even more so, because one of her legs was slightly shorter than the other. After puberty her hips and breasts swelled up and drooped, her eyes bulged out and her skin broke out in pimples that left scars on her face. She was not pretty by anyone’s definition and she knew it. Growing up, her mother prepared her. The pain in her right thigh, the ball brushing off her finger tips and Jimmy screaming "Goal!" all seemed to occur at the same instant. She rolled on the ground clutching her leg."Are you all right Aunt Tracy?" Jimmy yelled as he ran over to her.She sat up and rubbed her thigh. "I think I pulled a muscle." Tracy groaned. "Help me up."Jimmy put her left arm around his neck and his right arm slid around her waist for support. When his fingers touched her bare flesh of her waist, the shock went. 10-15 minute tak aunty bahar nahi aayi…….mera lund fir se aasman chune laga.mujh se raha nahi gaya.main bathroom k paas gaya,dekha to darwaza lock nahi tha.main bina zijak apna“8 inch lamba,khada hua kela”le kar andar ghus gaya…andar ghuste he maine dekha “aunty puri ki puri nangi khadi thi”unhone sirf blouse pehen rakha tha”jis main se unki “moti,rasili,kaale-kaale nipple wali “chuchiyan”bahar latak rahi thi” aunty ko is tarah dekh mera lund or tight ho gaya,main aunty k paas gaya or piche se.