Maine uske ghar pe knok kiya usne darwaja khola to usse dekh kar dang rah gya.Riya ne bataya ki sab koi shadi me gaye hai usse kuch kam tha school me ...o vo nahi ja pai.Maine usse jaldi se apne pas kiya aur jor se smooch karne laga wo bhi mera bahut sath dene lagi mai usse smooch karte karte uske boobs ko dabane laga wo pagal hone lagi aur aaaaaahhhhhhh ki siskiya lene lagi .Fir mai riya ki sari khol di usse boobs ko dekh ke mere muh me pani ane laga . Mai unhe jor jor se chusne laga usse dard. ’ ‘That’s not what I meant,’ she said. ‘Never mind.’ ‘You mean that I’d even want my old bunk instead sleeping in a bed?’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘I’d rather sleep on the floor than not sleep in my bunk. After sleeping on that thing for thirty years, when not deployed, I’m so used to my little cot that I can’t sleep in a regular bed.’ ‘No wonder why you’re not married,’ she said under her breath and too low for him to hear. ‘Believe it or not, much like my rifle, that bunk is my friend. We’ve seen some things. As Jennifer's age regressed nearly twenty years to her target age of 12, her body became whole again. The dark vale of unspoken pain in her eyes suddenly disappeared as her body shrunk five, then six inches in height. Her body weight dropped almost as quickly as her apparent age.Jennifer carefully removed the medallion, then with wild abandoned, ripped the hospital gown from her body.Heedless of her nudity, Jennifer spun around like a top and danced across the room to the full length mirror. But he gently stroked me slowly sometimes kissing me , sometimes licking my nipples sometimes pressing my breasts. He slowly picked me up in his arms with his penis still in me and put me on my back on the bed. He held my legs with his hand from the ankles and started to ram me. A brother was having sex with his sister. A relationship was being broken and another formed. Two hearts were meeting on that lovely night and all i could do was close my eyes and feel my brother in my stomach. Bhaiys.