“That’s one way of putting it, blondie,” I taunted her playfully about going back to blonde hair, albeit strawberry-blonde.That was when Inga ki...ssed Magda right in front of me. With tongue. Lots of it. My blonde ex-girlfriend and our red haired daughter made out like porn stars, no question of that. That was fine with me, even if it distracted Bjorg and Frederik from helping carry Magda’s considerable luggage. Notably, Inga then rushed to help me out with some of my baggage, as did Magda. Anyhow this was my feeling only.Next morning bhabhi had left for her work when I woke up. And the day was as usual. The same day, in the afternoon I went to take bath and I slipped & fell with a bang in the bathroom and got hurt on my left hipbone. It was painful but bearably. As the minutes and hours passed the pain started increasing and my leg started swelling. I tried to cure it by taking rest, the rest of the day but it did not work. By the time bhabhi came back from work it was paining. She kissed me very softly while her tongue slipped in and out of my mouth. Then she slid her hands down my side and up to my tits cupping them softly. She then slid her hands down over my thighs taking the hem of my very short dress and pulling it up and over my head. I never wore any under garments and she smiled broadly as she exposed my young naked body. She stepped back and looked me up and down then pushed me around to look as my back. She ran her hands over my back and ass then between. His face must have been level with my ass cheeks and the little panty covered mound peeking out from beneath. I have no doubt that he could smell my arousal. With the blood rushing to my head in my bent over position, I imagined his blood was rushing elsewhere. His hands swept down the length of my legs, before returning back up. I held my stance for him, partly out of disbelief on how quickly things had escalated, partly out of sheer enjoyment of being so open to him. As his hands reached the.