Parivaar me masti mazak to hota hi rehta hai to bas wahi chal raha tha.Meri nazar thi meri mami pe bohot samay se thi, kya bala ki khubsurat hain wo, ...kdum sexy figure, mast mote boobs badi gaand aur patli kamar. Upar se unke deep cut blouse jo unke boobs ki khubsurati ko aur ubhaar dete the Ek baar jab me 10th me tha to jab wo so rahi thi unke boobs dabaye the maine, haaye swarg ki prapti hogayi thi, abhi bhi unke baare me sochke mera lund khada hojata hai, anway wapas kahani pe aate hainTo. She blushed, turned round for dignity and replaced her jacket too, as he did. When every button was fastened she turned around. ‘Are you a doctor?’ She asked with reservations. ‘I am indeed, Miss’ he held out his hand, ‘and soldier of her Majesty… Dr fields.’ she gave him her hand, to shake, which he ignored and kissed it instead, ‘call me Henry’ he smiled cheekily. ‘I’m Miss Varney’ she tried to keep her mouth stern, ‘you can call me Miss Varney’. ‘Well Miss Varney, I shall be on my way.. Her voice carried into the bedroom. Voices? She was not alone. I could hear a man's voice coming from the living room."Honey, you awake? Why don't you come down and join us? I have someone here for you to meet." My girlfriend announced.As I came down the stairs I could see my girlfriend shapely legs crossed in the direction of a man sitting next to her. Sarah held a cocktail in one hand while her other hand rubbed the man's leg, inner thigh no less. In the moments I took to walk down the stairs. He'd always been a total fool. It certainlywasn't her fault that fools like him were so gullible and easilymanipulated.She had only helped things along... a little bit.As much as she had always wanted him to become a part of her group,there had been next to nothing she could do about enlisting him whilehe remained his best friend. Fool or not, he'd watched over him likea mother hawk. She simply had never had enough power to confront himface to face. Subterfuge was her specialty. She knew that.