She picked out her bra and knickers first, when daddy bought her underwear he always made sure it was too small for her. So when she placed the nylon ...hong over her knees, she felt the tight wedge go up into her crack. The bra was much the same but as she had no breasts it just hugged her chest tightly. She stood peering into the mirror at her half naked body. The thong gave her curvaceous hips real shape, edging outwards then inwards at her thighs. She picked out a short skirt. It was well. Dad’s shack was always a bachelor’s pad, but I’d never seen it in such a mess. Beer cans littered the corners, clothes were strewn about, and the dishes were stacked in precarious ceramic towers about the sink. Everything looked to be in a state of disrepair, and cobwebs hung from the rafters like streamers. I shared a glance with Kelsey as Dad tossed garbage off the pullout couch. Something was wrong here. “I know, I know,” Dad said, reading our minds, “the place could use a woman’s touch.”. To bhabhi ne bola ki ha hmare pas ek extra table fan he tum lejao fir jb tumara thik ho jaye to wapas krdena.Jb me fan lene gya tb bhabhi ne dress pehna ha or gale me dupatta nhi lagaya tha to uske vo top ka gala bohat bda tha or uske boobs tk ata tha. Jisme se uske boobs dikh rahe the. Fir jb vo fan leke aai to vo thoda saf krne k liye niche juki. To uske boobs completely dikhao de rahe the jise dekh kr mera khada hone laga tha. Or tbhi mene dekha ki bhabhi ne bra bhi nhi pehni. Thi fir me jat. I love the feel of the cold night air as it flows up in between my legs when I don’t wear panties.I sit on the very edge of the bed with my legs slightly open, just enough so he can catch a glimpse of my lips through my skirt. I watch as my husband comes out dressed looking hot as always, I can’t help but stare at his bulge, my mouth automatically begins to salivate…I can’t help but think about how good he feels in my mouth as I suck on his cock until I can feel it harden in me filling up.