Meri esi bholi surat ke karan mammi aur meri bahen mere samne kafi khuli hue he.Hamare Ghar me sabhi bhotik suvidhaye mojud he, jaise Computer/Digital...Camera etc., kyonki mammi ayr meri bahen ko apne photo muzse shoot karvane ka bahut craze he. Gaon me mere mama -mami rahte he, jo ki kai baar hamare yaha ate rahte he.Mami dikhane me sunder aur sexy he, lekin unka rahan sahan gramin hone ke karan vah utne sexy nahi dikh pati jitni ki vo he. Kai bar chuttiyo me jab me gaon jata hun to vaha mami. Everything else, including Sue whocontinued to humiliate me as I administered my first blow job,seemed to disappear and the only reality was this mans cock onmy tongue and down my throat.As his orgasm grew closer his grip on my head got tighter untilI felt the head of his cock going down the back of my throat. Itwas as if I was swallowing his cock as he pumped in my mouth.With his strong grip on my head there was nothing I could doeven if I wanted to, so I accepted the pain and gagging. " You are not a sissy! Yes they are feminine but I'm not trying to makeyou a sissy."Thank god for that.She smiled. "At least not yet..." I assumed that she was joking. Wemoved to the bedroom and I tried on each pair, except the pink set. Wewent to bed early but did not get to sleep until late.Saturday was a quiet day. We went about our tasks and chores. Yes, Iwore the lavender pair all day and they were comfy and did not distractme much unless I thought about them.I had a lie in on. While Ty now had a new title things hadn’t changed much in what his duties were. There still were similar cases that needed to be investigated but the increase in drive-by shootings and car hijackings bothered Ty.Ty and Kat were driving back to the station one day when they heard on the radio that a lady at the Target store parking lot had just reported that her car had been stolen and in her car was her one year old baby. Since Ty was less than a mile from the scene he told Kat to call it in.