At the end of the summer semester, Tori came to me and said that she was about ready to head home for a couple of weeks.She said, "Britt, I got a B+ i...n my class and I owe a lot of that to you for pushing me to keep working hard. I also feel like a flower that someone finally gave the chance to bloom sexually. I'm not sure that this is who I am. It was like when you raped me. The reality didn't live up to the fantasy. Being a slave was much closer, but I feel like it's starting to wear off. With. Or dire dire unke mhu m thoda thoda ander bahar karene lga. Bhabi k thuke s or mere land s nikalete pani s unke hoto pe kafi thuk ikheta hogaya. Jo mujhe bahut pasand h. Fir bhabi ne mere hips pakad liye or maine unke mhu m pura land gussa diya. Jisse s unko uleti si aane lagi.Or aakho s pani but m ruka nahi. Or na hi bhabi ne rukene ko kaha. Fir m pura land unke mhu m ander bahar karene lga. Thuk unke hoto s gir k unki chuchiyo pe jane lga. Thodi der aise hi bhabi k mhu ko chodeta raha. Fir. But for those seven, they didn’t even feel it. One second they are being pushed into their seats by the g-force, and the next, they didn’t exist. No, it’s not them I feel sorry for. The ones I feel sorry for are the ones they left behind. The children that will have to finish growing up without a mom or dad that use to be there. The wife or husband that would have cried themselves to sleep for the first few weeks, wishing for just one last kiss, one last hug. Those are the ones I feel sorry. The blouse was very loose fitting for her, but she managed to cover with sari. This time she was in very deep sleep because of those tablets. As she was sleeping on one side her boobs fell aside and her sari was falling down I was so clear to watch her boobs. She didn’t wear any bar so her nipples for so visible to me, then I moved little bit in courage. First I check to slight slap to her chick, she was deep sleep, because of her journey and sleeping tablet.Then I got courage, first I removed.