She was wearing a strapless bra that was held up by the firmest breasts one could imagine. Her breasts had grown along with the rest of her. They had... expanded to a fair handful but they were the firmest, yet softest things that I ever remembered feeling. Encased in the free formed bra cups that nestled them gently within their confines, her every breath caused them to swell and grow smaller in size but remain firm and pliable to the contours of their captors. As I found the clasp and. I took over and pulled them down as far as I could without having to let go of her nipples. I used my feet to kick them the rest of the way off. The heat of the room made me feel more aroused and suddenly my body felt more sensitive and aware. Everywhere she touched me, made me shiver like little electrical shocks, sending waves of pleasure all through my body. Without a moments hesitation, she quickly unzipped her skirt and pulled down matching white laced undies as she let them drop down to. She was wearing a tight salwar suit in which all her curves were visible.Her boobs were so big that I felt like squeezing them hard. We reached the bus stop. We were waiting in a line to board the bus and the bus came after 20 minutes. We boarded the bus as it was peak hours, there were no seats available in the bus, so we were both standing together.The bus started moving after each and every stop the rush in the bus started increasing more and more. Bhabhi was standing in front of me and. "I gave a nervous chuckle. "Yeah, schoolgirl crushes are--" It wasn't like that. Okay, I was young. But it wasn't a stupid schoolgirl crush."She sat back down, but not next to me. She was on the other end of the couch. I stared at her. Her eyes were watering so I scooted along the couch and took her hand in mine. I brought it up to my lips and kissed it."I'm sorry," I said, "I didn't mean it that way. But I'm sure you've had many boyfriends since." No. Well, I went on dates and to the prom, but.