Maine yah film phalay bhi dekhi hay, ajj ziada maza aa raha hay. She was watching on screen where Nena and man finishing their first fuck. Faiza sit b...side me and said, “uncle kia baat hay, app naraz honay lagay ho, main nay assi to koi batt nahin ki, Anita nay bhi tu phli gandi film appnay uncle kay sath dekhi thi, unsay khud ek din main kaha tha.” I turned off the vcr and said to her, “Faiza appnay kamray main jaoo, waran, kahin kuch hoo nah jay.””Kia hoga, ziada say ziada app kia karayn gay,. He begins to push me, in between an audacious shove and a suggestive nudge, to guide me toward the hay pile from whence I just came. "Here? Why here?" I question to myself, knowing better than to question the farmer aloud. Still, I must obey.When I reach the pile of hay, I feel the pressure from the farmer's hand on my back relax. I keep my back to him, focusing only on the small pile of golden strands that nestles on top of what would have just been more dust and exposed earth on the. We had fucked for over an hour and we were tired. We just slept like that. In the morning when we got up, mine and her cum was running down her legs. There was a different smile on our faces. And now we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We did have sex all day long, in the kitchen while she was cooking breakfast in only an apron, while we had a shower.We even forgot to use protection, despite condoms being 5 feet away from us in my cupboard. But she did take the ipill later.We both were. So instead, I went with "how could she do that to you?" and "doesn't she realize what a great guy she's loosing?" I looked at Max. My little brother, now 16, was a really handsome young man, slim and with broad shoulders, strong arms, a nice face and short, brown hair. We could have been twins. The only thing that made us different was that I was more petite, and had small, perky tits.Max, who already had been a little drunk when he arrived, was now on his third beer, and was getting a bit.