Shayad mummy ne mere baare me pucha hoga, to aunty ne bade normal tareeke se keh dia ki mai to kafi pehle hi apne frnd k yaha chala gaya tha. ab jaake...mera confidence bhot badh gaya. fir maine aunty k gaand pe haath pherna start kia. aur jaldi hi mai unki saari upar utha k jangh tak le aya. mera pura focus gand pe tha. tb aunty ne mera haath apni gaand se hataya aur apni blouse khol k mujhe isharo me hi keh dia ye le beta, teri kismat me nangi chuchi bhi hai. aunty ne karahte hue kaha ki ki ise. Then she adjusted the shoulder straps until shewas satisfied with the fit. The bra was white with some lacy bits at thetop of the cups. It felt very comfortable and certainly distributed theweight of my tits onto my shoulders and back. "There are three rows ofhooks at the back," she explained. " You need to use the last set ofthree hooks. Now it's best if you put your breasts into the cups likeI've just done for you, and then to reach behind your back to fasten theback hooks. But reaching. What is it I felt? It was the feeling dew gets when condensing on the grass, the feeling of a feather freshly plucked from its wing, how a rock feels after it experienced its first human foot… That feeling you get when you fall in love for the first time, but… I felt that feeling that happens when you fall in love for the last time for the first time. All I could think of was her: Katie.The coffee brewed. I drank. The whole first pot was in my belly before I thought about Craig. The. The next door girl brought my food in a dinner box. She said, her mother was not feeling good. She was very calm and matured by her age. She walked to the bathroom, washed the plates, served me the foods. Her name was ‘MITU’.She was gorgeous. Fair, tall, slim, pretty face, about the same age as of mine. Huge boobs, nice buttocks. I could not help myself, fixated to her deep cleavage. She seemed not moved by my staring at her. She was rather smiling. I was surprised to know that, she had a one.