I was so scared. But I was so horny at the same time. I climbed on my grandmother and she started to really eat my face kissing me again and again ove... and over. She then rolled me onto my back and climbed on me. She wasn't holding back tonight and I didn't understand why not. My grandmother and I still were kissing deep and I slid myself into her. I then started to really push up into her and she responded by riding back and forth. After a few moments I sat up and held her tight as she rode me. My wife Hana, my daughter Pam and my daughter Naiya. Hana, Pam - this is Karen. She's a journalist and is here to write an article about our little bridge project."It hadn't been very often when Karen was at a loss for words, but this seemed to be one of those moments. I guess the fact that I was married was a shock for her, but then when she saw my wife who was in fact two months junior to my daughter Pam. Also there was my even younger daughter who was only ten months old. It probably shocked. So I acted like awaking from sleep and made ummmmmaaaaa sound and moved my body both sides slightly. Parvin became so daring that she veered to my mouth and stooped on my face and planted a deep kiss on my lips. I acted like astonishing and asked “why are you doing with me sister?”Parvin hugged me lying on my chest, her bare and soft breasts smashed with my chest. She told “please, Moni Bhai, help me, I’m burning in fire, please help me to put out the fire. I want you, please don’t impede me.”. She called Grandma."Amy screamed. "No!"Karen picked up a hairbrush and held it to her ear, telephone style. "Hello, Mom?", she mimicked, placing her hand over her heart. "My daughter just asked me how to polish knobs properly!" She mock-sniffed. "My little girl is growing up!" Seriously?" Yeah! She did! Like I don't have enough to deal with already!"Amy collapsed into giggles. "M'kay. Then what?" Well, after the requisite amount of therapy, we then got down to business. First she needed to get.