“Is that! I’m flattered,” Promila smiled happily and then taking his hands, she pulled him towards her and placing them around her neck, she continued, “Yes, that’s it Dadubhai ( Sweety )…. now give me a proper hug…. yes, give me one of your bear hugs.”
Hugging his grandmother tight, Pobitro tried to keep his hips back so that his hard on wouldn’t press too much against his Dida’s naked belly. Even with that Promila did feel his erection while they hugged. Smiling to herself she knew he was embarrassed because he was trying his best not to let her feel it.
‘The poor boy… he must be sniffing my dirty panties while stroking his cock,’ She thought.
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( Another Morning ) The kids were busy in chatting with their own studies while Promila was preparing breakfast for them. For the hundredth or more times, she marveled at how grown up her two grandkids were becoming…. and at the same time, they sure were gaining the knowledge of taboo taste of sex…. thinking about those, her nipples stiffening against the soft fabric of her Saree.
Poly was still under five feet tall now and her mid back length glossy black hair most often tied in a pony tail. She had a slightly plump body with a more than filled out ass….. making her look just like a cute plump babydoll. Her still developing “A” cup boobs undoubtedly would end up as full as her mother Protima.
Poly first noticed her own breasts began to blossom when she was around eleven, itching a little as the skin on her chest stretched. She did wear a plain frock around her house, but the requirements of school and the need to keep up with her equally developing boobs had her demanding a bra from her mother.
Even before her boobs could fill the padded cups of the small bra, she experienced her first period. She noticed a little hair began to sprout on her smooth mons, just like her Nepali friend Mahima. With those steps into womanhood, something else changed as well, all for the better.
In addition, the occasional tickling she felt between her legs while growing up became a throbbing itch she could only lessen. But she could never completely remove, by rubbing the hard little nub that topped the gash… running down between her legs. So every night as she lay in her bed, and often after school, she rubbed that special spot. Her entire body had have been quivered, the pleasure flooding through every cell, until she cried out in delight
On the other hand, Pobitro was slightly taller than his elder sister, at the awkward stage where his voice just started changing as he developed into a teen…. he recently had quite a growth spurt. There was just the hint of hair above his upper lip and Promila assumed there was an equally wispy thatch of hair beginning to grow between his legs.
Just thinking about seeing her grandson‘s nearly naked hairy crotch made her cunt clench. She figured he probably had started jerking off too, but she had yet to find any definitive evidence. It made her cunt twitch just to think that he was.
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