There are a lot of faces. Some are familiar like her friend’s parents and old professors, and some are totally unknown to her. Across the throng of ...lack-clothed mourners, she spies Ghok standing alone. The very sight of him makes her squirm. He is her shame. It is his baby that she now carries. Seeing him again today of all days is about as uncomfortable a situation as can be. Of course she knew that he would come to the funeral. He is just as guilty as she is for the tragedy. Still, she. Many people saw us…..We reached our home….After two days sis returnedAnd she was being fucked by Ravi…..One day when Raghu was watching t.V in our house while mom was nude and fingering herself and sister sucking Raghu’s cock and dad was on the floor cutting vegetables…Someone ringed the calling bellIt was my old principal…He barged in and saw mom and sis engaged in sexual activity and he smiled….He then said to dadPrincipal: now your children will not get an admission to any school….So I will. ‘Hi there, I am Keela and I will see you later,’ she touched and said ‘calm down, I know what to do with you, but first I want to see your owner in my panties, this bloke has driven me bananas for quite some time, now I want to see him in my clothes.’ WOOOOWWWW, I never done that and it seemed right to try it. I put the panties on and felt great, my friend helped me with the bra, but the band was too small. ‘Bollox, now we have to try something else, but before our next trial, I must….’ She. She had a tight, compact body that was just adorable and a tongue I could not believe. I was a cheerleader on the basketball squad then and she liked to sit in the front row and watch me jump around. She would get all turned on watching my butt jiggle under my short skirt. Afterwards, she would take me to her house where her parents didn’t pay any attention to her comings and goings. I remember the soft music she put on to cover our sounds and the sparse streetlight from the window as we.