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This hot bhabi was left alone at the home. She had to prepare the food for all the family members when they come home after the picnic. Her brother in law could not have a better chance. So, he stayed back citing a reason regarding his work. But he did not leave the home at all. Once, all had left the home, he came to the kitchen where this hot woman started to cook.
Soon, he unwrapped her sari and she did not stop him at all. She wanted a touch of a man very badly. When she stood with just a bra and petticoat, he kneeled on the floor and began to lick and suck her navel. She pushed his face towards her tightly and closed her eyes to feel the pleasure. Finally, he made her lie on the ground and began to kiss her whole body and finger her over the clothes.
Then She came forward and pushed me back to the hall and closed the door and bolted it, now only we two are in that room. I have no other option, so started plead her by falling on her leg not to tell this to anyone I begged her without removing my hands from her leg. If she tells this to anyone then I will be thrown out from my house, so please sister don’t tell this to anyone please. She started to shout at me using all bad languages,” nayinte mone nineyokke oru sahodharane pole yalle njhagal kandath, enit nee thane ente aniyathiye nashipichu le”(son of a bitch we people found you as like our brother, but that you spoiled my sister’s life and all.) She said: I liked you a lot as a brother more than my real brother, but this is not expected from you. Even I have pain in my heart that what will going to happen if your parents came to know about this.She is not willing to forgive me, she said surely she will tell this to our parents and kicked me with her leg. My ribs got ached with. And I still do. Now we're both in college and still hang out regularly.Just last week I caught my boyfriend of two years cheating on me. I loved this man. Derek had told me that he suspected John was cheating; I couldn't believe it though. John was always so convincing. I thought he loved me. Obviously not.I've spent the past few days sobbing about it. I haven't told Derek about it yet, because I know that if I do, I'll start crying. But I need to tell him so bad. I need comfort. 'I'll do it after work,' I thought to myself.I couldn't stop myself from crying at work. My boss asked if I wanted the rest of the day off. I complied. After work I went home and decided that I should go for a run. I got my clothes together and did just that.I couldn't stop crying while running either. I tried to focus myself. I shouldn't be crying over John. He's in the past. I looked down at my watch. 5:30. I should get home.I walked in the door, and couldn't help but stare at the phone.'Just call him,' I.
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