My dreams were coming true. I was a bit scared at first, but as I rubbed my fingers on her pussy, I thought how it felt like mine and how it was diffe...ent. Her lips were smaller, like a little rosebud, and her hair was thinner than mine."I continued my rhythm and asked, "Is this a good speed?" Yes, yes, not too fast, I have to last. So, I began sliding my fingers inside her and felt her thrusting up against me." Did you rub her like this?" No, I got two fingers up inside of her really quick.. The roughness brushed soothingly against her tiny, rising clitoris through the sheer panties she was wearing.She looked guiltily out of the corner of her eye at Richard next to her to make sure he hadn't noticed; but he seemed so engrossed by the spectacle that he had paid no attention. Then she felt Roger's arm behind her, waiting. Without thought, she relaxed against it and made no protest when his hand came to rest heavily on her left throbbing breast.The musky odor of Roger's cologne filled. I parked my car, at that time a BMW 540i, in the garage. Carrie's Miata was there as well. That probably meant that she was home. I entered the house through the kitchen. I saw that the door to the basement was open. Carrie's studio was down there. I thought she was probably painting. I loosened my tie and was about to go upstairs to change out of my suit. Then I heard an unusual sound, sort of halfway between a cry and a moan, coming from the basement. I went downstairs. I reached the door of. Is baar bhi mai chup raha…. fir mom ne mere baalo me haath fera or mujse boli… ki arjun muje tumare dad pichle 3 saal se dhoka de rahe…. mai dad ki is baat se anjaan tha.. maine mummy se pucha kesa dhoka… to mummy ne bataya ki mummy ki ek saheli hai, jiska naam rekha hai… usne mere dad ko pura faasa rakh hai… jisse mere dad meri mom ke sath kewal upar se pyar dikhate hai… mai chupchap sunta raha….. fir maine mummy ke baalon me hath diya…. mummy ne is baar koi virodh nahi kiya…mai apna haath.