She held the door open and I slowly descended ahead of her. It was musty but cool, much cooler than the upstairs. A dim light came from the right and ... went toward it. What I saw wasn’t like an S&M book, though. It was just a shelf chock full of sex toys and regalia. There were a couple of dildos-one big, one more like my size, and I walked up on the ramp under a rather hot heat lamp. There was a set of stocks and what looked like a chiropractor’s bench, but none of the black-on-black motif. Mein Shakuntala aunty ki deewani ban gayi thi, ab mujhe shakuntala aunty aur meri mummy ke saath chudai karane mein bahut maza aata hai.Jis din chudai na ho us din mujhe chain nahi aata hai. Dusare din hum teeno raat ko karib 9 baje kamare mein gaye aur turant pure kapare utarake nangi ho gayi, or ek dusare ko bhuke share ki taraha chumane lag gayi, mein aunty ko chum rahi thi aur meri mummy meri gaand aur choot chat rahi thi. Tabhi aunty ne meri choot pein makkhan lagaya aur choot ko jorose. ” “It’s nothing,” Alyssa answered, and then shrugged. “It has to be something.” Afraid of offending her friend by saying nothing, but still not confident enough to reveal the true source of her bad mood, her mind whirled. Latching on to an errant thought, she tried to turn it into a joke and defuse the situation. “Let’s just say that the doctor might need a machete before anything else in a couple of weeks.” “Oh,” Sarah said, obviously catching on. “Too hard?” She nodded. “Well, why don’t you. These are very spongy……Bhabhi your breasts are round and shapely also….your breasts are so firm and tight Bhabhi even with such gigantic size….I really like them…..you have got very good nipples also my sexy Bhabhi…..” She smiled in pleasure closing her eyes. And I kept squeezing her voluptuous breasts hard and hard. She kept on sighing in contentment. Then she asked me to mouth her fleshy breasts “….Mahbub please suck my breasts…..don’t you feel like kissing my breasts….oohhh please, suck my.