Jimi Hendrix’s’ Foxy Lady’ which is probably why my mom hadn’t heard me when I shouted. I backed away slowly with a throbbing member threateni...ng to split my jeans when I heard the front door open. My sister was home.Melanie had aged rather well since we were seven. Her dark hair had gotten lighter due to the sun, her breasts had swollen into a small but noticeable A cup, and her ass was still as perfect as ever. Her legs had gotten longer and more shapely, and she had grown to 4 ‘9. I myself. Now this story is about me and my bhabhi, but before that just a small introduction about me. I live in Kolkata, have 4 members in my family and the lead actress in this story i.e, my bhabhi is from bhangadh,rajasthan. Her name is Kajal (Name NOT changed) it so happened that 2 years back my cousin brother got engaged with this girl name kajal. Due to my work i was not able to attend their engagement party but after that i took her number and we started talking over the phone. My brother had. Oh, I had my toys which satisfied myneeds most of the time, but sometimes a woman just needsto fuck!The evening when things started happening, I was allready to go out, but realized I didn’t want any moreanonymous sex. I got drunk instead. I was sprawled outon the sofa when my boys came home from the game. Idon’t get drunk very often, so my boys were surprised.“Hey, look at mom! What’s wrong, Mom?” I remember one ofthem saying. “Her skirt’s up to her. I hunted for a beer in the fridge, retreated to the living room, turned the television on for company, and tried to imagine what could have upset Sia. The platinum blonde weather lady from WCCO, with a waving arm and pointed finger, her bust and her unfortunate nose her most prominent features, announced another winter storm front moving in; a foot more snow expected. “If you’re out, drive carefully, the roads will be slippery and dangerous.”Well, duh! Bimbo.IN HER ROOM, SIA eased the zipper.