.Maine kha bhavna chal bra aur panty dono phan ke dikha muje wo jhat se uthi aur bra aur panty phan ke bhar a gai main use dekhta reha gaya maine kha ....Aaj tera pati tujhe dekh le to tuje turant apne sath le jay ga.Wo sarma gai fir boli thik hai na fitnig .Ab main ja ke kapre phan lete hu maine kha kon sa tu nagi hai chal ab to ghar me ise hi phan ke reha kar ..Wo boli kyo maine kha shar me sab ladkiya aise hi rate hai ab tu bhi adat daal thoda sochne ke baad wo boli thik hai.Ab bhvna har time. Das überraschte mich zunächst, führte aber auch dazu, dass ich schnell meine Sprache wiederfand?Eh Alter, was soll denn das?? Bist Du schwul???Wieso? Stehst Du etwa nicht auch auf Kerle? Oder warum hast Du mich vorhin die ganze Zeit so geil angegafft?? Erwiderte Marco. Ja klar hatte ich vorhin seinen durchtrainierten Körper bewundert, aber deswegen war ich doch nicht schwul, oder? Und Marco konnte doch eigentlich auch nicht schwul sein, oder war die Beziehung zu Manuela nur Tarnung? Diese. ”For their part, the boys were goggle eyed. Their aunt, and soon-to-be bride, looked and dressed like one of those totally ripe bodied movie stars from the 1950’s.She had the astounding shape and the blonde hair of a Marilyn Monroe, as well as having the same breathless, sexy manner about her.She didn’t look, or act, like an attorney. She conducted herself like a slightly bewildered, total sexpot.Her truly spectacular curves were squeezed into a dramatically snug, white dress that was tighter. (Your navel is so cute that I could not control myself. If you dislike I’ll not do again.)She came and sat on my lap again. After a while, I started the same and again I continued what I did yesterday. She observed but didn’t object to me. Like this kind of hide and seek continued for three-four days. Every time Maa is raising my temptation and suddenly sprinkles cold water on me.Almost one and half months passed in this manner. Day by day my lust on her is increasing. She also mostly wearing.