Lying on the bed was a pair of baby bluenylon shorts, oddly similar to the pink ones Grace was wearing, and anavy blue t-shirt of similar fabric. Tha...t couldn't be my surprise, Ithought to myself. I looked around for the clothes I'd been wearing, butdidn't see them anywhere.I walked to her door and hollered out, "Grace? Have you seen myclothes?" They're in the wash honey. I left you something to wear on the bed."Seriously?! She wanted me to wear that skimpy outfit? "That was forme?!" I. Days passed by and she became a mother in just a year after her marriage. In 12th class I used to notice her boobs size increasing regularly which was maybe due to milk feeding. I used to feel jealous of my neighbor. I wanted her in bed but knew it was never easy. She lived in a joint family and was not too frank.In my 12th class I made a gf and my interest faded in her. But when I had sex pleasures with my gf I realized that if an inexperienced girl can be so full of fun how about this mature. Then it flickered off, leaving us again in dark, secret shadow. ‘Son of a bitch!’ I whispered, unable to move. I felt like ten fists were grabbing me, crushing me like a velvet vise. She relaxed, and something inside her moved. I could feel her sphincter muscles puckering around my thick flesh, squeezing, then pulling me in and pushing me out, pulling me in and pushing me out, milking the cum out of me. ‘OHHHHH! I’m going to cum!’ I said, then, a little louder, almost loud enough for Tony to. "Carol? Is that you? You are so grown up, dearie." Where's Mum?" Oh, dearie. I hate to be the one to tell you but your mother's been dead these past two years. Cancer, I think." Mum's dead?" Tear flowed down Carol's cheeks."Yes, she was so worried about you. You stopped writing to her." I know. I should have written but the circumstances we were in didn't allow me to." We?"Carol pulled the reluctant Ian to her. "My fianee' Ian Frost." Happy to meet you, my lady," Ian bowed his head."Oh, so.