30am that morning, i heard Brads car coming up the drive then it stopped away from the house across the lawn where they said their goodbyes,i went in ...o get some coffee for her, Brad was leaving as i went out onto the decking, she was walking across the lawn in just her skimpy top wit her skirt in her hand with a big smile on her face gave me a long lingering kiss gazing into my eyes saying she had a fantastic night & thanking me for allowing her but would tell me in detail later when we were. ..and looked very pissed."This is the douche that has been fucking you for years? He looks like a piece of shit now", he said with a chuckle.Janet nodded and said that I was the guy. "I recorded our entire phone conversation the other day so he knows about the hanger, the enema and the ass fucking you gave me.....he has been busting to get even with you. I told him all of our stories...all the fucking we have done over the years"."Your fucking ass is mine" he growled. I tried to stand up....I. I’d left my panties off hoping he would do that. Then he got to my pussy and I couldn’t hold still. I just said to him quietly that I liked his touch and keep doing it.“You know how I told you that I didn’t have a hymen because I used a dildo. Well, he bought it for me. We played around and did oral for a month or so before he got me the dildo. He learned my cycle and we finally had sex on a safe day. It was wonderful. He knew what he was doing having been married. We screwed on my safe days. She kept on changing as it was usual for her. We of course used to fuck so there was nothing to hide between us. I got behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. She smiled in the mirror and I planted a soft kiss behind her neck. All she said was, “Bhai, we decided to be brother and sister!”. So I left her there.We celebrated the festival quite happily. After the pooja, we both had a small photo session where we were taking selfies and each other’s pictures.During the selfies, she used to.