About me: kitchen. As I passed Manju, my eyes went down to
her chest. She was not wearing a bra and her low
cut top revealing her perfect breasts to the
world. I was getting horny just thinking about
them. As I entered the kitchen, I asked myself
what was wrong with me; I had a secret liking for
my sisters’ assets, but until now, nothing
more. I didn’t feel like I wanted to rip
her clothes from her luscious body until now. I
dropped the litter in the bin and retained my
place watching the cartoon. Manju
