Bhabi – haa.. Tu hi to mera sahara ha pagal .. *{or smile karne lagi }*Fir kuch der baad bhabi boli.. Ki tu aaj apne room me kya kar raha tha… Me ...dar gaya or bola…Bhabi sorry .. Bhaiya ko mat bolna please..Bhabi — to tum esa kar hi kyo rahe the.. Or mera name lay rahe the…Me – bhabi aap mujhe bhut achi lagti ho and aap jesi koi ladki nahi mile mujhe jisko me g.F. Banau or aaj aap ko touch kar k mera control nai raha es liye…I love u…Ye bol k me apne room me chala gya…Kuch der baad bhabi aayi or. I opened my eyes and asked her what she was doing. She said that she was just kissing her loving and caring brother.I kissed on her forehead and she asked, “Bhaiya, can we do what we used to do?”I was shocked to hear this as she was the one who denied sex. I told her a straight no. She made a puppy face and kissed my lips. I was really hard down there and lost my control. She grabbed my dick from above my track pants and made a naughty face.I turned sideways and we started smooching. Two hours later, after talking to 150 children and having his picture taken Santa was ready to go home. A humble Latina woman with a child by her side came up to him and begged for a bit of his time. Santa never refused the request of a mother with a child. She told him about her son Manuel who was 10 years old. He had wanted to see Santa today but had been hurt badly in a biking accident. The woman named Eva asked if Santa could come and visit her son. She did not have much to offer as payment. As soon as his car disappeared from view Stacy started squealing and ran into me for a hug.“Oh my god we're finally in college! We can go out and do all the crazy shit like in movies- Partying, drinking, hooking up, i’m so excited”“Yea, and studying too- you don’t want to be kicked out and sent back home do you” i said while holding her. I was equally excited, but with Stacy I always tried to be the level-headed one. As we separated, I took a look at her.She stood at a petite 5’4 with.