When Brent and I got back down stairs we started talking about music and I told him I had a CD I wanted him to hear and headed upstairs to get it. I u...ed this ruse to slip into the bedroom and talk to Jan. I told her that the plan was shot and that I would get rid of Brent as soon as I could.Jan said, "Are you sure the plan won't work? Why don't you still run out to the store and see what he does? If he volunteers to go with you then you know you idea didn't work, but if he stays behind?". After about 30 mins, I enquired in a very low voice:Me: Deepti, are you slept yet?Deepti: noMe: can I ask something?Deepti: yesMe: have you seen that before also?Deepti: no, I just went to the bathroom and while returning heard some sounds from their room and went to see. But now I am feeling a bit guilty as I should not have seen them doing that.Me: me too. But when I am closing my eyes, the whole picture comes, again and again, hence I am not able to sleep.Deepti: not only that, I am also. I don’t know when in my growing up did I start getting attracted to breasts, maybe around the age of 10-11. But from then till now I have been completely obsessed with boobs. I love them, everything about them. I remember when my chachi used to bend over, I used to purposefully go in front of her, so I could look in her top, and see those bazookas hanging down. They were fucking huge.Yes I was a kid, but even now they r massive. But back then they were full and ripe. And she was always bending. Deep and wet was her tongue. I began to breathe heavily round her neck, licking her ear-lobe and tonguing her down from her neck to those unforgettable tits, once again.All this time she was straddling me and slowly rubbing her pussy against my now bursting bulge. She reached out behind her and said, "I had better bet you get more comfy, Nigel," She undid my zip and yanked out my hard cock and started gently to stroke it, up and down the stem. "Nigel, since you like my arse so much, why don't.