. Bet Chod …. Chod de meri Gaand…” aur pata nahi me kia ki masti me bakay ja rahi thi. Mujhe us samay kutch apna hosh na tha ….. bus ek aag t...is jo meray puray shreer me dhek rahi thi …. Pitajee ne meri dono taangay utha kr apne shoulders pr rakhi, aur apne Lund ki topi meri mast Gaand ke hole se laga kr ek jhatka mara aur un ka pura ka pura Lund butter me chinka ho ne ki wajah se phisalta hua araam se meri gaand ke andar ghus gaya. Pitajee ka mota aur lamba haddi ki tarah tana hua Lund jrr. I then started to lick her panties. She opened her legs so I could have better access. I could taste her wetness, it was like nectar. Ellie then started writing about a bit more urgently. I knew I should have had a piss first, she said. But without getting off the bed she started emptying her bladder, on my bed, with no plastic sheeting and with my mouth firmly on her cunt. I love drinking her piss. I drank as fast as I could, savouring every mouthful. When she had finished I carried on. I slowly slid my jeans right down & stepped out of my underwear which by now was wringing wet. My fingers seemed to have a mind of their own and were sliding up and down my pussy with an urgency I hadn’t felt before.I was sure they hadn’t heard me so I quietly lifted my top off and slid off my bra, leaving me leaning against the door frame naked with one hand in my pussy and the other stroking my nipples which felt rock hard by now. I must have made some noise as suddenly my brother-in-law. . and there it was... a lovely news reporter dressed in a parka giving commentary and pictures from Mt. Hood in Oregon. The pictures showed a burning mass of metal of what had once been a beautiful white craft designed to move us quickly... but with sometimes deadly consequences. The weather was indeed horrible... and I could understand how they could not see the mountain... but that brought into mind hundreds of unanswered questions."Jeremy... what about the kids... you have to tell the kids".