She was garbed in a bright yellow and red costume with her face partially covered by a pointed red face mask. On her chest was a symbol he knew all to...o well, for it was one he called his own.As the shock washed over him, Batman now felt like he was seeing a ghost. For the woman standing there was an older version of someone he knew to be dead, whose funeral he had personally attended. In was only after he accepted the reality of what he was seeing that he finally understood what had. .. but its okay, I underst ... I'm not going to tell, if you're worried. I do it too." Oh, Jase, I'm just so ... I can't believe this ... you must have seen ... god, I don't believe this ... I'm so..." It's really okay. I do it too and I understand."I'm standing there with a raging hard-on and can't wait to go do something about it when she says, "You must have had a good look, geez, I can see that you have a gigantic- you know- hard-on. Sorry." Oh I'm not, it'll give me something to remember. That day passed by normally. Sunday morning Karan was reading newspaper in living room while Siddharth was still sleeping as he used to sleep for long durations at stretch. Sangeeta had just had her bath and sat besides Karan to read the paper as well. Her wet hair was tied in her towel and she was wearing her nightie. Karan started getting a hard on so he went upstairs saying he was going to bath and went straight into Sangeeta’s room. He went to her bathroom and saw her panties and black bra. He was absolutely crazy about her, and for outsiders looking in, it was easy to see why.She was tallish – not his six feet two inches, but not far short of it. In fact, in her high heels, their eyes were level. She had large breasts, heavy even, with large, thick nipples and those nipples were surrounded by dark brown circles of areolae. He loved sucking them – the nipples, the breasts, the areolae.Her waist wasn’t as narrow as it must have been when she was a teenager, or in her 20s, and her.