"I accept your explanation." I held my breath waiting for her to continue. "You didn't **** me... but you did fuck your own sister," she said, turning...her head to look at me. I just looked at her, unable to offer anything beyond what I'd already said. Jessie blew out her breath and flopped back on the couch. "We have to talk about this, Luke," she said. "Okay," I answered noncommittally. "Okay? Is that all you have to say? We're talking i****t here," she exclaimed."I know," I answered more. Read the other 3 parts to catch up.A month after I fucked Puja She called to tell she was pregnant. But soon her casks were about her mother in law Shona torturing her. Even Venu didn’t speak against his mother.S: you bitch! I was so close to convince Venu you cannot get pregnant and he would have left you for someone with a better dowry. But you ruined it all. I am sure this is not his baby. Do all the jobs. No mercy for the bitch carrying a bastard. I was angry and I wanted to fuck shona to. Would I suck his cock?"Um, you really want me to, huh?" I asked already knowing the answer. So I asked him to go wash his cock and when he came back in the bedroom I knew my time had come.He lay down on the bed and I sat cross-legged next to him, holding it up, looking at it, knowing it was going in my mouth. So, I bent down and slid my lips over the crown and began to softly suck. It immediately brought some soft moans so I knew I was doing something right and began pulling a little harder.It. The splendour of the Blue Mosque and the beauty of St. Sophia held nothing more than a passing glance as Mark made his way through the tourists and the followers of Mohammed, weaving amidst the crowds around an ornate pool between the twin symbols of Islam and Christianity into another crowded street, dodging a heavily laden mule and colliding with a swarthy youth. He apologised and tried to make his way round the obstruction but was held back by a hand on his arm."You want buy rug?" The youth.