Though he was taller, heavier and stronger than me, the power I had over him when my hand was wrapped around his cock was intoxicating. I laid him on ...is bed and, crouching over him rubbed his panty-covered cock with both hands. His head just poked over the top of both my hands. It was hugely thick too. Use your nails. He said. So I traced around his meat tickling him with my nails. He let out a silent breath which, from his squinted expression, looked more like a moan. I smiled, and emboldened. .. it was you that I wanted to talk to really."Sarah stepped outside and allowed the door to swing too behind her."Of course ... what can I do for you ... Sonia?"The girl's brown eyes filled with tears suddenly and her ordinary face became blotchy."Why do you have to be so nice ... so pretty and so clever – how can I ever compete with that!" she sniffled."I'm sorry?" Sarah asked taken aback by the accusation framed as a complement."All Phil ever talks about ... is you!"The tears trickled down. She was giggling rubbing her nose against me, “You sometimes behave so cutely bhaiyya with me, remember we used to play like mom and dad in summer vacation when they weren’t home”I remembered it, as it was still fresh in my mind, “Yes sis, how I could forget it? We used to have so much fun enacting them. With you cooking for me, and I would be eating n giving compliment for such a good wife and how lucky I was to have you.” Although I was talking my body was reacting to her closeness with my. Mom saw e and made no attempt to cover her self she called me over to her , hey my angel hold on , dad cleaned her head to toe and was told to go sleep on the coach . he pointed to his rock hard -hard on and mom looked at me . mom told me to go sit on the coach this would take just a min. as soon I was off the bed dad was on her by the time I sit down I heard dad grunting load, mom called me back, I was by the bed my dad was still in her, oaky baby pull out take the coach. mom had me help her.