”“Main Rahul ke pass so jati hu aur aap Sapna ke pass so jao woh so gayi hai. Woh jaise jage gi, usko apne bhao mein le kar sona.” Aunty mere ba...al mein so gayi aur meri nangi maa jiska nighty mere bagal mein tha woh uncle ke baho mein ghus ke so gayi.Ab har ek raat meri maa Javed uncle se chudti. Maa chudai aur mote lund ke samne apna har pati dharm bhol gayi. Mujhe maa ko uncle ke sath dekhne ki adat ho gayi.Ab woh Muslim lund ki deewani ban chuki thi uss lund ko liye bina nind nahi aati thi. " My father looked at me and the knife in my chest, looked from Connie to Anne to Meredith who had performed the initial stabbing and then turned his attention back to me. "Tell me I didn't do that. Will somebody tell me I didn't just stab my own son." He was shaky, nervous and stammering as he watched me pull the knife out of my own chest. "I mean I started to say no, you heard me Connie didn't you?" He grabbed her by the naked flesh of her shoulders and forced her to look at him. "Tell me you. Gently at first, but with increasing vigor. She didn't react in any way. Maybe it hadn't even happened. Maybe all the unreal images were only in my head. That would almost make more sense. Fuck, her ass felt good. I want to slap it, bite it, tongue-fuck her asshole. Then come around front and play with those huge, soft breasts. Take one nipple at a time in my mouth while fondling the other heavy bag in my hands. Wanted to motorboat and titty-fuck them. "Merry Christmas, sweetie," Mom said with. You can probably imagine that my little sister looked stunning in a bikini. Anyway, I slowly approached my front door and found it unlocked so I stealthily made my way in. I distinctively heard moaning coming form one of the five rooms upstairs. Before I went up though I grabbed my parent’s camcorder and slipped a new tape inside, just in case I wanted a souvenir. By the time I was at the top of the staircase, I knew that the sound was coming form the largest room, the master room. I am not.