Kneeling, hands clasped helpless in front of her, droplets of water trickling down her face, droplets of cum streaking her thighs, Yolanda never saw h...im until he was stood over her, till his reflections sat beside hers in the ever-changing mirror of the water's surface, till his hand was in her hair turning her towards him.He was magnificent. A little bigger than herself and certainly broader, his skin sun bronzed with just a fine layer of brown fur, his arms and legs muscled, his hands strong,. Coming to the story, it all happened few months back in our apartment where we used to stay my bhabhi got married few years back and her age is 35 now and she has 2 daughters elder daughter is studying her post matriculations far from her home town and the younger daughter is in SSLC. My brother (bhabhi’s husband) works for a private company any myself recently passed out graduate and my father a retired service man and my mother a homemaker, ours is a traditional family and after my brothers. She had to see what they were doing in that room. Well, she KNEW what they’d be doing in there with their two new ‘friends,’ of course. But she needed more than could be told from an empty hotel room or a telephoto lens. Bugging the room, naturally, would have been unsporting of her. If she could just drop by and take a look… A text came in with the answer to her problem. Something she’d ordered yesterday was ready for pickup. Helen finished her cup and smiled as she buzzed for Maria. Somehow,. “Well, if you want me to rummage through your refrigerator, I’m sure I could come up with something that I could make for breakfast...” Brian said.“No, if you’re anything like most men, you’d just make more of a mess than it’s worth,” I teased, “I’ll see what we have.”“C’mon now, you know darn good and well, that my house is every bit as clean as yours, and that I’m a damned good cook to boot,” Brian protested.“That’s true and I apologize,” I replied, “But I don’t feel like waiting long enough.