I involuntarily shuddered with revulsion and fought to keep panicky tears from starting. I knew that if I started crying now I'd never stop. Panic is ...ike that. Fear is like that.The worst part of it all was the sudden realization that I was about to become a cliché. I had this instant Polaroid-mental image of how the scene would play out, and it was straight out of a late-night rerun of Law and Order. "Who is she?" "Who knows? Just some whore, I guess."I hadn't been on the streets long,. I sat down in the car and eased the door closed as to not wake her. I couldn't see the driver in the truck, but I thought I would help him out if he was still looking at my wife. I gingerly reached over and unbuttoned her shirt. Her nipples were about to burst through her bra cups. I pinched each of them, eliciting a moan from my wife. I grabbed the clasp in the middle of the cups and coaxed her bra open, releasing her huge breasts. She smiled as I kneaded her tits, pulling at the nipples.I. I’m a regular reader of ISS and this is my first story, story includes me and two girlfriends’ mama and Sonam, I have added two parts as mama came after Sonam.Romance with sonam-Myself shyam. We were from same boarding school from childhood, in 9th class somehow our love story started chupke chupke & we both used to exchange love letters and sms,as time passed we became sulty towards each others body but honestly I loved her truly,during winter holiday she asked me to visit her home, I was so. " She started crying even harder.I asked, "What happened? What do you mean they're dead?" They went to Redmond for a party last night, and were coming back this morning," said Nancy. "They had a crash on the freeway. They're gone."Uncle Dar moved he chair in between them and hugged them both. He didn't say anything, just hugged them. Sandra, Shelly and I joined him. We didn't know what to do or say, so we just hugged them.After a bit, uncle Dar said, "You girls stay with them and don't leave.