She was always beautiful our first sexual experience was when i was 12 and she was 11. she was going through puberty and her tits were growing, they h...ad to be a full B cup by now. her ass was really nice in proportion to her tits as well. we were swimming at her house at around 8'oclock one night and her long blonde hair was flowing in the water.we got to talking and she asked, have u ever seen tits before." i responded by saying, "yes" thinking that she meant, seeing tits from watchin porn. . !!It all began last month when my brother went abroad due to business. Bhabhi was okay 1-2 days, but then she started feeling lonely and she used to whatsapp me “whats up..? Em getting bored, em missing your b*o & stuff”..!! It went normal for 1-2 days but the whole scenario changed 1 day. I wanted b*o’s lappy so i went in his room to get it.!! Maybe bhabhi forgot to lock the room and i entered the room without knocking. What was i seeing..? Bhabhi was masturbating. She was fingering her pussy. ‘Okay,’ she sobbed. ‘You win, Aphrodite. I’m sorry.’ She continued to cry, mourning the loss of the man she loved. The next morning, she wasn’t sad anymore. She figured she must have broken the curse. Jessica got dressed and went into the bathroom to put her makeup on. The woman she saw in the mirror was a beauty. She knew it was herself, but she couldn’t stop staring. ‘I love you,’ she said to herself. She admired her brown hair, her blue eyes, her tan skin. Today, Jessica had chosen a low cut. She was going top speed. I started moaning. Soft at first. ‘Yeah baby. You like that. You like that.’ She knew she was good. It was too much. Louder, and louder. ‘Yeah baby I do. Faster, faster.’ I grabbed her thigh, pushing her harder and harder. I couldn’t hold back the screams. Everything was too much. The wetness of her pussy, the tightness, the sweat from her nipples dripping on me. I started humming to hold back screams. She grabbed my shoulders now. She held me as if we were hugging.