My belly just kept growing, impossibly big,surely nobody had ever been this large, until finally my navel poppedinto an outie. My shirt no longer cove...ed much of my middle and thereddish navel looked oddly like a third nipple. A slight line traileddown from it but I couldn't really make much of that out.Really big now my growth tapered off. My babies could be born andsurvive, and my body was finding it harder and harder to give them thespace they needed. I was improbably huge, and miraculously. It occurredduring 1948-49-50. There are continued incidents that occurred 1952-58.Over the years I have relived these events countless times, carefullyreconstructing in my mind many forgotten details and conversations -- atone point undergoing hypnosis to recall details or events that lay buriedunder a lifetime of other thoughts and concerns.What follows is presented as clearly as I can remember... The single bright spot was the family next door. Another war widowlived there with her two. There was no respect in his movements, no tenderness; on the contrary, this hairy fifty-year-old man was using his wife’s mouth as a fuck toy. With every thrust, her breasts would bounce and she would let out a soft yelp. It wasn’t easy to endure this brutal and aggressive mouth fucking she was subjected to, but that only added to the excitement of the situation for all parties involved. It was clear that the trucker loved shoving his dirty dick in this respectful wife’s mouth because he was. I hugged her hard and both enjoyed the moment.Divya I want to watch you live with bhayya please and you can continue with bhayya as long as we are here and you satisfy me as well.she kissed me deep and assured she will satisfy both of us and do bhayya mostly when I am on tours.Next day evening when I came back from office I saw Divya sexily dressed in a Red Chiffon saree with slevess deep neck blouse.The blouse was very thin almost revealing the breasts and obvious she had no BRA .she even had.