It was around 12:45 am. I was so angry at my brother for not waking me up. I wanted to shout at him for being so irresponsible, but he was nowhere to ...e found. I got out of bed and peeked in his room. He wasn’t there.But then, on the dining table, I saw the cake box. It was empty, and the cake was gone. I knew he celebrated with mom without me. I was so angry, but I controlled myself. I still had to find him and see where he put the cake. I went to my parents’ room and took a peek.It was just. Pooja mere side waale sofe per baithi aur yaha waha ki baatei karte hue mei pooja ki Ankho mei Ankhe mila raha thi mei baatei karte hue Pooja ke khareeb gaya aur uska chehre pakad kar ek Lips to lips kiss kiya aur apne bahon meiAunty pooja ko bhar liya aur kaha ki permission hai ya nahi Pooja ne Sar hila kar haan kaha aur mein pooja ko Uske Bed per legaya Pooja ko bed per lita kar Kissing shuru kardiya aur saath hi uski nighty ko bhi nikaal dala woh thoda chehra pher rahi thi meine apni T-Shirt. ”“This sucks,” I sighed.We arrived home, showered, dressed, and ate lunch. I put on rarely worn blue jeans and a lightweight flannel shirt. I didn’t have riding boots, so I simply wore a pair of comfortable sneakers. Samantha had asked me to pack a change of clothes, so I tossed a pair of khakis and a button-down shirt into a gym bag, along with clean underwear and loafers. I grabbed my brown fedora, and my wives and I went to sit on the front porch to wait for Samantha.“Now THAT is what it. His fingers played on my boob and crushed it. I felt the pain at the same time it was pleasure. Now he untied the knot of my salwar and it came to my feet. He sat in front of me caressed my legs. His hands move to my thigh. He kissed my pussy. He rolled my panty down and removed it. I was standing naked in front of him. He widened my legs slightly and started licking my pussy. He licked my pussy lips and opened it with his fingers and inserted his tongue inside my pussy. He moved his tongue.