Hum baat kar rahe the and she started to flirt with me.K aap kya karte ho?Aur aapka age ka kya plan hai?And I was just joking and she was laughing.Hum...usk ghar pohche to wo ander gai.Par mai nahi gaya kyuk jab tak koi mujhe samne se nahi kehta me kutch nahi karta.I respect every womens boundri par agar koi keh de to use chodta bhi nahi.To wo andar gai aur light chali gai.To wo chillai.Aur main samjha kuch hua.To main usk ghar me gaya aur sidha usk room main pohcha.But she was changing to jab. Usually when mom is in kitchen and my dad in hall and uncle and aunt in other rooms , my bro asks me to watch the kitchen gate to inform them when someone comes , i stay at gate and see mom giving blowjobs to my bro n he passes comments to me .“seekh lena mummy se kuch , dekh kitne pyar se de rahi hai ”n mom used to bit his cock on that , i used to get frustated as my sex life was nil .situations gets hard to handle sometimes , like one day he laid mom down on floor of kitchen when everyone was. What is in all those bags and suitcases?" M-my clothes, sir." Well you will need some for the office, but you won't need any of them in the house. Go upstairs and put them in the room on the left at the first landing. Then get naked and I want you back down here in one minute."It took her almost two minutes to drag everything upstairs and then another minute to strip off her clothes. She came back down the stairs slowly and with tears streaming down her face. Bob took no notice of her. I fucked priests, preachers, and rabbis, tracked down former professors and fucked them, found my high school teachers and fucked them ... I even fucked my brother once, though we agreed not to tell anyone, especially not his wife. The itch remained unscratched. I was desperately horny, and it had been two years since that night, so I finally went into porn out of sheer desperation and soon took a screen name. Nadia Nympho, I called myself, as it fit me. I was a serious nymphomaniac for all.