As usual, I take time to appreciate myself in the mirror, breasts still shining wetly in the light, every detail of my legs visible under the thin mat...rial 'covering' them. I watch my reflection as I put the sports bra over my head, and bring it down over my chest. It barely covers my large mounds, nipples almost visible through the stretched pink fabric. My nipples are hard from the cold air, just making them easier to see. I slip on some sneakers, put my hair into a tight ponytail, and turn. Meray munh se bhi hai hai ki aur billi ki tarah ghurraney ki awaz nikal rahi thi.“Chod raha hoon apni jaanu ko …. Lund ja raha teri Choot men jaanu … chud meray Lund se …. Chud apnay Pitajee ke Lauray se …. Maza aar raha se …. Tight Choot hai meri beti ki …. ““Pitajee chodain apni beti ko …. Chodain mujhay ….. phaar dain meri Choot ko ….. uf margai Pitajee … bohat sakht Lund hay aap ka …… uf Lund pait men chala gaya meray ….. Pitajee phat gai meri Choot …. Chodain ….. chodain ….. uf chud gai. ‘OW!’ she yelled, her body bowing across his lap. ‘I said don’t move,’ Jay repeated forcefully. He applied several more stinging blows to accentuate the point. ‘Now that I’ve got her attention, it’s time to get serious,’ he thought, any trace of concern about how she’d react having been assuaged. Jay stood her up, moved from the bed, then forced her to kneel, leaning her upper body across the mattress. He turned and retrieved a white whip with twenty-four tails from her bag. It was her. I was sure I couldn’t talk with Uma aunty next time looking into her eyes and Kishore too. So I bathed and was having breakfast.My parents told me that they were going back to the city due to some important work. They would join me after 4 days again. I bid goodbye and again went to our usual place, Sid’s home. I went there for another reason as well. To see and romance the growing adolescent beauty Bindu.She was the only female currently whom I could progress without any worry as we had done.