Well we forayed into the incest genre in the first part so this time…… just read on to see what has been cooking behind the closed doors of the Mo...i Bhavan. People who are reading this part first, I would request you all to go through the first part to get a hang of the characters.It had been 3 days since Gopi had allowed her Pyaare Devarji to fuck and tear her pussy. Since 3 days, Jigar tried all types of tricks to get his Gopi Bhabhi in bed again but failed every time as Gopi seemed to be in. After exhausting everyone he knew by phone, he had no luck in finding anything remotely similar to the truck. The magazines and papers were his last option. There were plenty of seven and a half tonne trucks for sale, but the work needed to transform them would be too excessive.Hours of page turning and reading had gone by and he was just about to give up when a bold ad caught his eye. Liquidation, all vehicles must go. It read that a food company had gone into liquidation and they are open to. My door opened without a knock and my fifteen-year-old-sister Cami and her best friend Kelli entered wearing robes like they were going to the bathroom.“We wanted to wish you happy birthday again,” my sister said and they dropped their robes simultaneously. She was a brunette with conical tits standing out and black curlies down below. Kelli was blond both places with a bit more underside curves to her breasts.Cami pulled my sheet off and took away my pillow. I just watched to see what would. It was what she had wanted, without truly realizing it, for her entire life: not to have everyone's approval, not to be beyond reproach, not to be unassailable... But to not care, either way. On Monday I was Jane Katherine Myers, straight-A student. But today, I am... Whoever the heck I want to be.And let them try to stop me. Just let them try.And it showed; it showed. People weren't just stopping to fondle her titties, people were stopping to talk to her. People she'd known for, well, twelve.