He soon knocked her up with a baby, and then he and Celia had continued to get together and she'd continued to conceive one baby after another. The am...zing thing to Philip was that the only thing that seemed to be affected in the long run with Celia's several pregnancies had been the size of her breasts. She'd had a nice rack of titties to start with and her several babies had given her an even nicer set of tits. And, Philip loved it whenever Celia gave birth and her milk had arrived. Celia was. - Here, your money. Take it, so it'll be less stressful.I held out my hand and took the money. After that, we went to a restaurant. It was not a cheap place, to put it mildly: luxurious interior, obliging waiters in beautiful suits, and live piano music.- What kind of wine do you want? - John asked me.- Oh, I probably won't drink, my body doesn't respond well to alcohol - I get drunk quickly.- Good wine does not make you drunk, Anna, - said my companion with a smile on his face.Any wine gets. Itna beautiful ki agr mujhe ladki ke kapde pahna do to mein 18 saal ki chhokri jesa lagun, ye vaakya us vakt ka h.Me ek bahut chh, thund tgdi thi.Mera saman cloak room me tha. Te gaanv me rehta tha tb, umr me mein school ke ek tour me delhi aya tha, vahan se lautne ke bad mein delhi ke spne dekhne laga. Ek din koi bahana bana mein delhi ki sair ko ravana ho gaya. Mere pas jyada pese bhi nahi the, bs aane-jaane ka kiraya or kuchh khane-peene jitna pesa tha.Delhi me sube 7 baje pahuncha tha.Din. He turned back to her, stood now in a white and massive brassier and the high girdle that was working hard to containing the obviously big belly, white knickers tight over a big fat backside and tan stockings, held up from the girdle by suspender clips over thighs like tree trunks. A vision less like his mother he could not envisage, but an erotic if massive one none the less... By now the peafowl had gone to roost, and the sun was falling over the horizon bathing the world in a ruddy sunset.