I don’t know if Sara, my older s****r, knew about Margie and mom at the time. I didn’t say anything to her, and I didn’t notice anything in her ...ehavior. But Margie’s behavior towards me certainly changed. I was no longer just one of her friend’s daughters. Now, it was almost like I was one of HER friends. I was now on the inside of their secret circle, not the outside. She would come over and sit by me in the living room while I was watching TV, even if my mom was in the kitchen. She would put. I kept my movements random, not allowing him the luxury of anticipating anything.When I felt he'd be caught by surprise no matter what I did, I moved lower and licked his asshole. The first graze of my tongue was quick, making him jump. But that was the only one that was. From that point on, I slowly caressed his tight hole with my tongue and lips.As I lazily explored his backside he told me only three other girls had ever done that before. "The first was an experimenting thing that didn't go. It was done; there was nothing she could do about it now.Alistair shifted slightly, in his sleep, and one of the multiple books stacked around him slipped off the table. Quick, like the rogue she was, she grabbed it before it hit the floor and woke him. She wasn't quite done watching him sleep, and sure didn't want to be caught doing so.Looking down at the book in her hands, she realised it was a notebook, mostly blank. The first several pages were filled with cramped, legible but hurried. Ko dekh raha tha neeche ki taraf mera dhyan gaya to dekha ke aunty ke ghutno tak saree upar thi main ab neeche dekne laga aunty ne jhadu dete samay apne legs failaye to maine dekha ke aunty ne neeche panty nahee pehni thi aur aunty ki pussy dikh rahi hain, mera lund ab zor zor se jhatke maar raha tha aur main uss ke saath ider uder ki batein kar raha tha aur neeche pussy ko bhi dekhRaha tha clean shave pussy thi ek dam clean pir aunty uth gayi aur sham ko chacha bhi agaye chacha mujh se mil kar.