Daddy insisted I could never get a man to marry me without big tits so he bought these for me. She told me that if a man she really wanted ignored her...because I had bigger tits, she was going to beat the hell out of me. Every few months she gets pissed about something and stops taking her meds, instead using alcohol to keep her feeling better. It makes her a bit psycho. Normally I get a few bruises and scratches going head to head with her when she gets that way. Last night was different. Without any shyness, he said that it felt better like this and told me to touch and see for myself. I have no explanation, why but the next second; his almost semi hard meat pole was in my hand. Not even a spur of moment had passed and without asking me if I liked what I did or if I would like to do more; he asked me to go ahead and lick it. Nice boy I was and am even now; I obeyed him and did lick his sword shaped, thick meat dong all over from balls to top end. Then he asked me to take his. His pleased smile lit up the night, and she slipped in the car."Jack," she said when he got in the driver's side, "My place please. No one else is home."20:45 Friday, August 16th, 1991 28910 Matadero Creek Lane Los Altos Hills, CA 94022The conversation on the way home was exploratory, Deb thought. Kostowe was curious about Deb's family, and she about his. She was completely surprised at how deeply it affected her to talk about her parent's deaths again, after all the years that had passed."My. .bola bhabi utona..bhabhi uth gayi..boli kya hua,.to mai unke pas baith gya n rone lga..maine kha bhabi ap muje mar do..mai ni jeena chahta..bhavi ap ko dekh mai pagal ho jata hu..apke sath sona chahta hu. N mai jnta hu ye kvi ni hoga,so ap muje mar do..mai buri trh ro rha th..to bhabi boli tm mere pati ke pyare bhai ho n mere v bhut pyare ho..itna frstatd mt ho..kya tmhari gf ni h..?maine kha ni h..wo boli thk h tm mere sath jo krna chahte ho krlo bt kisi ko btana mt..na apne dosto ko n na.