The soft gasps she uttered were cute as hell as I cupped her breasts over her bra. I stood there, fondling and groping her tits, my hard on pressed in...to the valley of her firm buttocks, enjoying this perfect moment.This was power. This was what I had been craving ever since that first night; the woman I desired pliant and mine for the taking.“Alexis.” I murmured, gently nipping the lobe of her ear. “Take your top off for me please.”Alexis’ breathing was ragged as she moved her hands down to the. And suffer I did. I had a series of very hard, very big stools when I went to take a dump. Some of those turds were so big, they would tear the rectum as they came out, which left little spots of blood behind in the toilet bowl. That was scary, what will all the concern with colon cancer these days, but I had it checked out. No cancer. But it did have one benefit for me. It stretched out my rectum to where I now figured I could take a dick up that way.So then, when Jay started playing with my. ’ He didn’t answer. He was staring at her, and she remembered belatedly that her night attire was short — a thin baby blue knee-length nightgown covered by a short, thin dressing gown, both soft cotton. Her hand went self-consciously to her throat, pulling the lapels of the dressing gown together, and resisting the blush that was beginning to warm her cheeks. She could feel the tension rising between them, thick, hot, overwhelming, and she spoke, to break it and hopefully bring some semblance. 24 lag rahi thi ladke na pani piya or Thanks Aunty bola or mummy se gas ki book mangi mummy na almari se nikli or jaan k book niklne k chakar mai aapni bra nikal k bed pe fhak de ki kha rahki hai book karte howe jab ki book wo hi rahkti hai humesh ye din mai karib 2 baje ki bat hogi garmi k time sab under hote hai maa na book de paise dene k leye aapne blouze mai hath dal k pars nikal k dene lagi par deye nhi or boli garmi bhut hai toda aram kar loPhir chale jana ladke na bola nhi aunty bhut.