I pretended I didn't see her
But I became agitated
When I saw her in the crack of the door
Getting ready for the function at home
She was my मौसी
She had come over after many years
To say she was hot would be an understatement
Her voluptuous structure with her cascading tresses
And the swell of her bosom
We cousins literally feasted over her sumptuous details
And then I saw her in her bra
With the saree flowing carelessly over her
The crevice of her spine was an art in itself
My hands trembled as a chill spread on my flesh
Before she could catch me red handed
I left
I couldn't focus on the event
My eyes followed her everywhere
And then I sneaked into her room
Her lingerie was lying on the bed
Inhaling her sweaty fragrance
I masturbated.
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