The next day it was raining very heavy and I thought I was going to have a boring day at home as I knew Diane would be going shopping with her mother,...I was in my room reading a comic when the phone rung, mom answered it and called up asking if I wanted to go up Diane’s I was down stairs and putting my coat on in seconds, as I rushed out the door I hared mom say ,”He’s on his way”It was only a few hundred yards up the road to Diane’s and as I ran down the path her mother opened the door,. Thi humm nange ho gaye maine apna lund usko pakda ker uske boobs ko choosne laga isse pehle main itne bade boobs kabhi nange nahin dekhe the mera lund bahut hi hard ho chuka tha maine usko neeche lita diya or uski jhangon ko chaatne laga usne mera lund jor se pakad rakha tha fir maine uski choot main lund daala or jor jor se kerne laga main paanch minute main hi jhad gaya maine jaanboojh ker jaldi kiya tha ki baad main jab gannd maroonga to jyada time tak kahada rahega fir woh boli usne toilet. ’’ Marge rushed to kitchen and came back with a large metal bowl container. Marge said; ``Honey, pee into this.’’ Marge held her son tight as he peed as hard as he can. Marge slid her hands under Bart’s jacket and around his waist. She and Bart kissed passionately again. As Marge was next to be drained, Bart was holding his sister Maggie when Maggie started licking her brother’s nipples. Marge’s urine mixed with Bart’s that fill up in the bowl. Homer finished drinking the last can of beer, now. “Now, explain to me what I meant earlier about what worked for my sister and me on the farm won’t work for you,” she circled back to her original question.“I understand that the rules for girls and boys are different, Ma’am,” I answered.“No, if you were a little girl, then you could run around without clothes at the beach, and no one would care. There isn’t anything on a little girl but a tiny slit and a flat chest just like a boy. No one cares but once you start to develop like us then.