She could certainly feel the intrusion in her rectal passage, but whilst it felt very full, it wasn’t altogether unpleasant. She took some tentative... steps, following John as he headed downstairs. She knew that she was walking funny, but she didn’t yet have the confidence to take full strides, fearful the plug might fall out, or worse, it could move and do some internal damage to her. She went into the kitchen and made them both a sandwich. When she bent over to get things out of the. Me nahaRaha tha tbhi mery manju bhabhi agay our boly raj bhaiya tum kaha ho? me bola bhabhi me naha raha hoo. to wo boli ki ghar par koi nahi he our lo me tumhary pith saaf kardety hoo esa boltehi wo bathroom me aaagayi our mere piche beith ke mere pith pe sabun malne lagi. thodi der bad uska hath garam hone laga our muje bhi kus hone laga tah. wo jan bujkar uske bade bade boll me pith pe laga rahi thi our badi hi kamukta se me pith ko mal rahi thi karib dus manut ke baad wo boly raj ye sara. I felt a dampness begin as a familiar sensation traveled from my breasts down my stomach and between my legs. I kissed back and his arms were around me holding me tight. I moaned and his hand traveled to my skirtand then under it and I felt the warmth of his hand and then his fingers. A pressure on my breast burned into me and I was alive with him. He pushed aside my panties and his entire hand was stroking me. His finger spread my lips and I felt delicious as he entered. He massaged me and my. Ok," he nervously replied. She stepped back to allow him past, but as he walked past her she stepped forward, brushing her breasts against him. They softly flowed around his upper arm, before he skittishly moved past her, his breathing hastened.She led him to her kitchen, "Would you like something to drink, a cup of coffee? I was about to have one myself." Uh, sure, thanks, that would be great." He watched her bustle around the kitchen, surreptitiously checking her out as much as possible,.