. Maine apne gol gol chitad bhaiya ko lagana shuru kiya ur pen ya kuch lene k bahane say apne boobs bhaiya ko lagane lagi, maine dekha ki bhaiya kaafi...maaza le rahe the… mai apne poori koshis karr rahi thi bhai ko majboor karne k liye, dekhte he dekhte raat k 12baje gaye. Toh mai neend ka natak kiya aur wahi bed par sone laga. Kareeb 1 gante baaad mere bhaiye ne himmat ki aur test karr rahe the ki mai sogai ya phir jaagi hu bhaiya ne mujhe awaaz lagai lakin mai jara bhi nahi hilli. Phir unhone. Damn I was so hot, my legs felt weak and I was squeezing my thighs. I had to tell Jack we needed to sit down so I could cross my legs and just squeeze myself. I watched them for a few minutes until they walked hand in hand to the restroom. I was so curious I decided to follow them into the restroom hoping they’d start a conversation with me. I went into the rest room and the stalls to my surprise only came up part-way which allowed your head to remain above the walls. In the end stall there. Fuck! It wasn’t a movie! It was hardcore porn. Maybe a parody. I quit it, browsed through the MSW folder to find 40-45 porn clips. I laughed inside as I thought it not to be a big deal. I started watching them, all were pretty sexy.As I hadn’t watched porn in the last few months because of exams, I got very excited. I removed my undies, I got some tissues from the kitchen. I adjusted the bed and sat watching them.I started imagining some film stars and fantasized fucking them. I was so horny, I. Then, as if God Himself heard my silent plea, the bathroom door swung open.From the doorway did she step, in nothing more than a lacy black bra and a thong. As a mother of two, I would never have expected to see her wearing that kind of garment under such conservative clothing. For her husband? Yes, maybe as a reward for a wonderful date night. But to wear that for a classical music concert while in the presence of her nephew, never. My eyes were glued to her; to her pink flesh, to her delicate.