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Chacha-ji now was quite openly massaging his erect dick and even though the cover of the book was there, my Rupali didi could detect it quite unmistakably. she was also not comfortable; her milk tanks were straining against tight bra and the itch inside her panty seemed to be ever rising...
He looked my Rupali didi but she was not able to meet his eyes. Her breathing was heavier and her coconut like tits were straining against tight kamiz.Chacha-ji: Dekho Beti... mai tumse umar mei bahut bada hoon.... tumhare pita saman...He deliberately paused and she replied... “Ji”...
He looked my Rupali didi but she was not able to meet his eyes. Her breathing was heavier and her coconut like tits were straining against tight kamiz.Chacha-ji: Dekho Beti... mai tumse umar mei bahut bada hoon.... tumhare pita saman...He deliberately paused and she replied... “Ji”...
Rupali didi: Nehi Chacha-ji... aisi koi deliberate koshish to mujhe nahi lagta hai ki wo karta hai... (she nodded head negatively) ...par kabhi anjaane mein usne mere mam... err... I mean... mere breasts choo bhi liya hoga to maine... (she inverted her lips) err... maine notice nahi kiya...
But little did my sister know about his ill intentions - meeting him in that outfit regularly, her fully-developed milk-filled boobs, plump figure, pleasant smile – all culminated for the elderly man to be tempted more and more towards her and unknown to me he remained in a state of constant...
My Jiju naturally remained very upset and agitated for his job status and his luck was not favoring also as he was unable to get another job. He started remaining outside the house for long hours in search of job and I noticed that he grew drinking habit soon! My Rupali didi,s marital life was...