” He said. I didn’t need to be asked twice. I ran my hand down the obvious bulge in his jeans, tightening my grip as I reached the end of his shaf.... I unbuttoned him and pulled down his jeans revealing the green boxers he’d creamed last night. “Can I make you cum in your undies again?” I asked.“Do whatever you want.” He replied.I began to wank him through the material before sliding my hand into the shorts and feeling him properly for the first time. He was definitely small, I could fit his. We all have our secrets, and our various skeletons hidden away in our respective closets, and so that now we know where we all stand, nothing changes. You continue your relationship in your own way, and I will mine with my father. My mother left us when I was a child, or", she grinned ruefully, "younger than I am now, and if she'd stayed around, that could have made things a bit, shall we say, difficult?"She laughed, but it was as a grown woman, not a child, who did. She stood, and put her cup. My cock stood up with pride again. Anway we 3 sat inside and started to chat.After 30 min Alka said she has to go back to her home by 5 pm.But Bhabi insisted her to stay back =with her but she told that her children are alone at home as her husband is out of town for a week.Finally Bhabi agreed but asked me to accompany her to her house.By 6 pm we both were on the road.We decided to by City Bus as it was 1 hour journey to her house.Alka was wearing a Saree and a tight blouse which were too. "With that, he knelt down and pulled his tunic out of his way and put his cock at the entrance to my cunt. He paused a moment. Then, he pushed violently and slammed his cock into my oiled but dry cunt. I felt my insides stretch. I screamed in pain. He began to thrust ignoring my pain and cries.Finally, he finished. He pulled his cock from my spasming hole and had one of the servant women suck him clean as he sat down to watch each of his sons to take their pleasure in my cunt. When they.