Since I had computer and could teach her, she started to talk to me in friendlier manner. I was in search of such opportunity. One day, she broke the ...ice and I agreed to teach her computer in the evening- 1 hour each day. Right from the beginning of lesson, she was more interested in practical than theories. I thought its okay. However soon I felt that she is wanting other help from me. I was surprised and also happier. While teaching her the lessons on computer, we used to sit near and touched. With her arms twisted and held tightly behind her, he watched her how her enormous boobs hung in front of her, swinging from side to side with the movements of her body. He slowly placed his palms on her tits. “What mulakal!” he said. “how did you make them so large, Sunandini?” “Somebody must be squeezing them every night,” Raghu said and laughed. “Who plays with your mulakal, Sunandini? Tell us.” “Hari does…” Raghu laughed again. The old man laughed too. “I don’t know,” he said, “they sleep. She didn’t hear her husband come up behind her and reach for her breasts, his lips traced patterns on the nape of her neck as his fingers played with her erect nipples. She felt weak and her legs almost gave way. Her husband put his arms around her to stop her falling and she was guided to that warm spot in front of the fire.She lay down and her husband sat at her head, his tongue now searched her mouth and his hands and fingers explored her breasts. She didn’t realise what was about to happen,. Already moving up he said, “Now lets see what we can do about a proper fitting for you. I think you need a custom job. Something just for you.”Laughing she replied, “Oh yes sir. I am really very special and need a very special and extended fitting. It might take you quite awhile to get it just right, so take as much time as you need.”Lucas continued moving up, pausing to play with her dangle a bit. “I give you big props for wearing this. It is pretty audacious, but I like daring, spirited.