Well the first things I remember, must be out of the age of about 4 or 5. With my two dads I was parented the same time in two different ways. While m... legal dad taught me to love and respect mom, for that what she was for me, namely my mom, my uncle, my biological dad, and grandpa taught me all about her being. In our family and all places we were together, there was one rule, only one rule... this wife, equal if I'm told it's my mom, equal if I'm told by my legal dad to call her mom is. " Yes grandma," responded Maria cheekily.Of course Sandy then responded in the same priggish manner as before. "That will be enough of your cheek young lady, I've a good mind to report you to your headmaster."We watched Maria unroll the cotton garment, put it on and button it up. We quickly realised it could be worn by all students both male and female and that its purpose was purely to cover up. On Maria the garment reached her knees which I suspected was where the hem of the garment was meant. He came close to my lips I could feel his breathing. I kissed me passionately which went on for some good time. I then sat on him with my legs crossed around his waist and could feel his erection. I reminded him we don’t have much time and he said “don’t worry no one is gonna come it’s only you who was invited. I have been waiting for this moment since so long Kiara” his hands were on my belt, unzipping my pants and his fingers down searching for my sweet spot. His movements were driving me. My sister is a bit simple girl.She does not have a lot of friends and likes to stay at home most of the time.She would only go to college and back home in time.She mostly wears suit and salwar and sometimes western tops and t-shirts.At that time she had given a few suits to be tailored to the shop and by mistake, those suits got sewed a bit tight than her size.But my mom asked her to wear the suits for some time instead of giving back to the tailor thinking that they would get loose upon use so.