5 inch mota h, main engineering ka student hu or vaishali nagar me rhta hu…Meri chachi mere hometown m rahti h unka figure 34-28-34 h or unki height... 5 feet 6 inch h… Unka rang bhut gora h or vo vese to gaon se h but bhut sexy h or jab chalti h to bs dekhte hi jao…Hamari families k bich thodi an ban h to sirf hum bache hi ek dusre k yha aate jate h, main jab se sex k bare m janne lga mujhe unhe chodne ki bhut icha krti thi but darta bhi tha qki real chachi h to kese kya karu… Par us din to maza. All four teens were cheerleaders, the self-described ‘Slut Squad’. Deb peeled off her clothes and discarded her bra and panties, then pulled her shorts and tank top back on. Teresa borrowed a pair of shorts and a halter top from Lizzie, and Olivia pulled her own shorts and T-shirt back on with nothing underneath. Lizzie pulled on a very short denim miniskirt, then pulled on a blouse, tying it at the waist but otherwise leaving it unbuttoned and open. Now they looked like what they called. I’ll be ready to go. Just give me a couple more minutes,’ he spoke patiently into the phone, the nagging overtones of his wife shattering the euphoria he had felt a few moments before. ‘Yes dear, we have plenty of time before the opening speeches. I promise, I’ll be right in.’ He stared blindly at the wall next to the phone, a wall covered by sheets of pegboard where his tools hung neatly and in order by size. Everything was clean, kept that way by his almost obsessive polishing. It kept him. The other part of the flab crept slowly up hismid-section and broke into two mounds that oozed out from his chest.The shear horror of watching mounds of flesh growing ever so slowly outfrom his chest forced him to yank up his shirt and he watch in disbeliefas his already flabby looking chest elongated into two fairly largebreasts. The last remaining fat pushed it's way to the front of his newbreasts and forced it's way behind his nipples, stretching them widerand jutting them out a good.