Ye kahani 3 sal pahle ki hai, jab mai 12th me thi, bhabi ko 1 sal ka baby tha, meri and bhabhi ki bohat achhese jamti thi, muje bhabi ke batose pata c...hala ke she was unsatisfied by my brother, and kaise hoti bhaiya ny me bhabi yaha, maine bohat bar raat ko notice kiya tha ke raat ko bhabi ke kamrese moaning ki awaj ati thi, vo apane aap ko figuring karke satisfied karati thi,Ek din mai college se jaldi ghar aai and ghar dekha to koi nahi tha, dadi puja kar rahi thi baby soya hua tha, then mai. I couldn't really see him lasting very long in a college environment, where discipline was an essential, at least to my way of thinking.The universe's normal sense of humour came to the fore, as the only available room would happen to be on a co-ed floor in a co-ed dormitory. My first foray to the men's room proved to be a veritable obstacle course. I was going to have to invest in a robe, traipsing to the men's in either just shorts or wrapped in a towel would be embarrassing to say the. ”Becky moued. “Sorry. It’s why they won’t let me join the school choir. Can’t hit the right notes.”“Oh, I understand. Sara once or twice sounded like that.”Sara blushed. “No, I didn’t! When did I sound like that?”Daffy gave her a long look before replying. “It was nearly six months ago, when uncle Steve was spending a few days with us. You remember Uncle Steve, don’t you?”Her gaze flickered down at Sara’s baby bump, just for an instant, but I noticed. I think others did too.“Yes, Mum,” said. I gave her a call. Her voice was the same cheery voice that I remembered. We chstted for a while. She invited me over to visit and meet her hubby.Later in the week I went for a visit. When she answered the door, she was wearing shorts and a halter top. She was as hot as I remembered, petite and built like a brick shithouse. She gave me a huge hug and a kiss on the cheek. She offered me some wine. I declined saying I was a beer guy. She said come meet D. Grabbed my hand and led me upstairs. She.