Waise to mai maharashtra ke akola district se hu.Chapter 1 : meri behen Meri behen ko describe karu to wo aise ki, wo 21 saal ki h, saavli h, thoda th...n figure h but uske features to bohot hi acche h. Wo dikhne me bht sundar to hai hi. Mere dost ne ek baar kaha tha ki ” are bura mat manna but yaar teri behen to kisi maal se kam nahi”. Is baat par maine bura to nahi maana, but use maine bht maara. Mere dost kabhi ye keh ke nahi dikha te the but wo shayad meri reetu ki ek jhalak ke liye marte. Aab vo puri tarah se nangi ho gai thi. thodi deer meine oske dhooh choose oske baad main oski chut ko chat ne laga. Chate chate masti mein meine oski chut ko thoda sa bit kiya vo jorse chila othi, “Haaaaaaaiii jalim, meri chut bhi khaega kya!!” aur vo has padi.Oski chut bahut gili ho gae thi. phir osne kaha, “Jaan, mujhe mein apna lund dalo aab nahi sahen hota hai.” Oske pahele mera lund ko choos na hoga. Bas ekna bolte hi vo table se niche othri aur mera pant khola aur pura lund apne mooh mein. She begins to wonder if there's anyone in the room at all. "He would totally do that." She fumes, considering the thought of being left like this, maybe for hours. In frustration, she strains against the knots again. Spending her energy, she falls back to the soft cushion. Then, she hears muffled sounds through her ear restraints, "Maybe the door?" She wonders. The faint sounds continue for a moment until she senses a presence behind her. Then again, silence.Fearful and frustrated, Seyla's body. "Baby looks all done in."Mark didn't meet her eyes. "I am, Desirée." He shook his head sadly and noticed the dinner table. His face looked sad. "Let me wash up."Desirée waited for him at the table, her flesh steaming up with thoughts of getting into bed with him tonight. She was so keyed up with the day's activity and being indoors all day. He was what she needed to cool her energetic body.Mark sat down, his gaze briefly touching her face, but in the shadows she couldn't read.