" Tears rolled down hischeeks.She stood up and paced around the room hiding a triumphant smile. Sheturned to him. "I hope you realize now that you can...t just take mythings. You can't take your sister's things just because you like them.And you have absolutely no business sneaking about and taking ourintimate apparel. Have I made myself absolutely clear?"He nodded vigorously. Lisa leaned over him and wiped the tears from hischeeks with her thumbs. "Now, that's settled, and I think we both. She didn’t kiss me or I would have maybe gotten the idea. I didn’t make any moves so she took charge and pulled my hand to cup her still-clothed tit. Her hips pressed against mine which still had a flaccid organ. I followed directions, many non-verbal.Gradually our clothes came off and I got the desired hard-on, still curious how far this would go. It was the pre-Internet era and I hadn’t even seen adult magazines yet. I think she recognized the challenge and it intrigued her.I’ll never forget. Both the girls must have cum three or four times before the men were finished breeding them. The two men then moved up the girls bodies until they were sitting on their tummies and the two men put their cocks between the girls breast and squeezed them together and slowly started to fuck them. After a few minutes the men removed the girls blindfold's and both the girls were shocked when the first thing they saw was a big monster black cock sliding in between their breast and as they both looked. But that did not keep Shahid away from flirting and messaging my mom and hitting on her.Then one day, I saw mom and Shahid coming back home in his car. Soon, I came to know something that got me mad when I checked mom’s phone.Mom: Hey Shahid, thanks for your gift.Shahid: Any day, Sonia aunty.Mom: Hey don’t call me ‘aunty’. I am not so old, call me ‘Sonia’.Shahid: Sure.Mom: By the way, you have a nice choice of color.Shahid: If you really want to thank me, wear this black dress on Christmas.