At first she thought she had maybe wet the bed, but quickly realized that this was the result of her masturbating the night before. “I wonder if th...re is something wrong,” she mused “other girls probably don’t do these things.” Soon these thoughts left her mind and she changed the sheets and made her bed and took a shower before starting the laundry. This was Saturday and she had chores to catch up on. Later she would make up a list of groceries for her dad to buy tomorrow. Today he was. Barbara had brought 3 new glasses with the wine so poured these out on the bedside table and collected the other glasses and bottle from the floor and replaced these on the tray.She thought she was going to get away without humiliation this time, but as she loaded the tray she felt her elbows being pushed outwards and Leanne's arms snaked between them, her hands cupping Barbara's tits. "Woo these feel nice girls!" she said, "Lovely and soft!" Wow," said one of her moronic friends, "Show us what. Wo kuch nhi boli bas halke se mera lund pakad kar hilati rahi mai uske boobs ko apne muh mein lekar chusne laga jor jor se usko dard hone laga aur kehne lagi aram se karan pls dard ho raha hai aaahhhhh uuhhhhhh to mai bola bhabi bhai ne to bade kiye nhi mai bade kar dunga aaj aur khoob jor se uske boobs chusta raha wo siskiya leti rahi aahhhhh uuuuuufffffffff karan aram se ooohhhhh aaaaaah aise bolti rahi.To fir maine uski salwar aur panty utari to dekha uski chut pe bahot baal the chatne ka. Her kisses were a thousand times sweeter than the ones I'd gotten from my boyfriends."It's the best kind of sex, Tricia," my mother was saying. "I wish I'd discovered it when I was your age. You don't have to worry about birth control or getting married or anything like that. The only thing that matters is how much pleasure you can share with the other woman."My mother was undressing me with her mouth, her teeth tugging on the elastic waistband of my shorts to drag them down my thighs. I.