What I knew for sure was that sometime that morning Beth and Elise discussed things. To what degree I do not know. How long prior to today they had be...n talking, I do not know. I figured that Elise used a few minutes to update Beth on our misadventures while Barry and I had changed in the locker room.I knew that Barry was pissed off. He had watched as his little sister had fondled my cock, while my little sister refused to touch his. We had argued. He would seek out some kind of petty. . I need...”“Shh. You don’t have to talk, my love.”“But I want to.” I reached under the pillow and pulled out a sheet of paper I’d prepared. “I know words. I know them, Morgan, but I can’t make my mouth say them. It’s so frustrating. I know it looks stupid and canned to listen to me read this to you, but I need you to know. I need it. I love you, Morgan le Fay. Our mother told me you were the source of all the good ideas in my life, and I believe her. I have known you took care of me and could. 5 inch mota hai pura khada ho chuka tha fir jethalal daya ko puri nangi kar deta haiOr uski chut chatta hai fir daya jethalal ko nanga karti hai or uska lund aise chusti hai jaise ki koi bachcha lollipop chusta hai fir jethalal daya ko ghodi banata hai or daya ki gand me apna lund tikaata hai or dhakke lagane lagta haiDaya→aah tapu ke papa aaram seJethalal→aaj koi aaram nahi milega tujhe aaj to main tujhe raat bhar chodunga or jethalal jhatke tej kar deta haiDaya→aah tapu ke papa or jor se. Everyone is busy talking, dancing or drinking. I dismiss this feeling and find my way to the kitchen to grab some snacks from the buffet. I have just refilled my glass when I spot a few people I know from work. Time passes as I’m engaged in conversation with my peers. Typical gossip-y conversation ensues. It looks like Stacey is pregnant again. I hope she knows who the father is this time. After a few more drinks and a lot of dancing I decide to call it a night and ascend to the bedroom to.