She was thinking of what she might want to do on her day off as she drove past an empty bus-stop. One down and one to go, she smiled. Gaby was so ca...ught up in her own thoughts that she hardly noticed one of the men moving forwards towards the front of the bus. At the last minute she did see him in her mirror and thought about the approaching stop where she would need to pull in to let him off. He came alongside the cab and glanced at her, noticing her tight uniform. It appeared too small. MIL (mother in law) is no more and so alone with FIL who takes care of every need as for my looks; I am quite pretty and endowed with good sexy features. usually wear saree below my navel well wrapped up to enhance my sexiness along with a well fitted blouse.Mostly sleeveless and with front and back deep cut to expose my full and firm boobs and clevage. These days my boobs are full with milk and I feel nice to breast feed my baby, Then it so happened my baby fell sick and was unable to suckle. He had to trust the tent. He had no choice. He'd done all he could; worrying was energy-sapping and he needed his energy to stay warm, to heal.He lay awake through the screaming, buffeting horrors of the night, the seething, whining sound of snow and ice crystals driven against the tent fabric by seventy and eighty knot winds. The upper half of the tent whipped far over, yielding like a slender reed in a gale. That was its salvation. Upright resistance would be flung from the ice shelf and. I am going to take everything from you. Keep quiet and enjoy the show, bitch.They did as I told them. Sundari and Harshitha looked exactly similar. Sundari stood next to Harshitha, and Latha stood left to Harshitha. Harshita bitch was in a red saree with a damm hot tight matching blouse. Her boobs were visible from her left side. Gold ornaments were there on her neck, including her mangalsutra.I went and sat beside Harshitha. I held her shoulder with my left and made her stand. As soon as she.