One day I was really bored of playing “Goli Gondu” with my local friends and I went to my dad and got some money to buy something to eat. So I sta...ted walking towards the shop which is in the end of the street lane and turn left to reach the main road to get into the shop. And my street is a narrow road and at most 300 meters long and my house is in the middle so I’ve to walk.Towards the end of the road like nearly 20-25 meters there’s no houses and only one big house is placed and bit elevated. ‘What’s up?’ ‘The cops pulled me in for questioning and have just let me go.’ ‘Soliciting?’ Kerri glared at the guy and said get fucked. ‘I’m sorry miss. That just came out. I’m addicted to enunciating terrible humor.’ Kerri had to smile and thought enunciating was a big word to hear from a barfly. ‘I’ve popped in for a drink on my way home.’ Kerri said, ‘What four hours ago?’ The guy looked hurt and said no, half an hour ago and asked why did she have it in for him. In need of company, Kerri. I told my mom, “I'm going to cool off in the pool.” My sister, Jan, was already out there sunning herself.Mom eyed me over. “You know, Mark, that swimsuit of yours is getting kind of old. You should get a new one. I'll look online to see what I can find for you.”Mom and Dad divorced several years back, but the split was amicable. Jan and I stayed with our mother as Dad traveled a lot. Mom did well working as an executive in a local company. Jan and I each had jobs elsewhere. I could afford to. Generally good, I would not classify our sex as kinky or too crazy, but Heather does let me play with her firm round ass whenever I want. After watching Stacey’s video and seeing how naughty and sexy she was just from peeing, I began to fantasize about Heather doing something similar. About a week after watching the video, I sent a text to Heather while I drove to work on a Monday morning. I decided that if she found it too weird or strange, I would just play off my text as being silly. I.