I started looking Geet in the room. She came out from the washroom and in that dim table lamp light, she was looking like an apsara. Her skin was glow...ng.She was wearing the same short dress that she wore in the evening. She came towards me held my hand and asked, “Kya huwa jiju? Aise kya dekh rahe ho.” As Shalini used to call me jiju so Geet too used to call me jiju. I said that I don’t know how to admire your beauty.She said, “Jiju, tonight I am all yours. I will give you that fun too what. " still not turning,"Hey, yourself. Found it OK then?" I'm standing next to you looking out at the view."Obviously...", a smile in your voice, eyes still fixed ahead at the view.I move closer to you, behind you, arms around you. "Nice?" it's a good spot..." you're still looking ahead, but I feel the shift of your body as you ease back against me, an almost imperceptible change.I move forward slightly, my cheek against your hair, "glad you came?"You reach up and touch my cheek, snuggling into. Her bra impressions were visible and the part of upper boobs were popped out from her bra. They were clearly visible. Though she did not wear any heels, she was really tall. She really had a long legs that made her look even taller when looked from the far. We were walking towards them and, we greeted each other.Both uncle and dad hands shook each other. Aunt and Mom hugged each other. Later Aunt turned towards me and hugged. My heart beat went so fast. She really had good body aroma. We both. She was a strong woman, but the weight of her tits sometimes dragged her down.So the shower was her refuge, and it would be a perfect refuge if it wasn't so cramped. Every time she turned around, her massive breasts slapped against a wall or against the glass door, reminding her of her unique silhouette. Every time she arced her back to properly wash her hair, her imposing bosom pressed against the shower door, and every movement made her skin squeak against the glass. Jessica sighed. There was.