"That was Mom, wasn't it?" Yeah. She says hi, and is sorry about not getting to talk to you." Oniichan, she won't talk to me." You heard?" No, but I c...n tell."Kizuna left. I wondered what I was going to do next. She needed her mother, but Mom wasn't going to talk to her. Neither of my friends had mentioned it to their families yet, and with good reason.A few days after that, I was sitting in the living room and watching television with Earl and Peter. Kizuna was already sleeping in what had. I was every which way all at once. The tone of the roomwas changing. I could make out a word here and thereand it all was happing and then not. I heard one of thegirl’s remark how the dog’s dick was poking out fromthe folds of fur. It must have been funny because therewas more laughter. Then I felt hands all over me, sliding me down to thefloor. The hard wood floor was cold on my backside.Then I was feeing the dog digging for its prize. Icouldn’t tell what it was doing, but. "You're all sweaty," she said, looking up at my eager face, which indeed was dripping. "You'll get me wet and dirty." She clamped her dimpled knees together."Not from the back, my girl," I said with a laugh, and I rolled her over and hoisted her rump up above her wide-spread knees. She wiggled her rounded ass in anticipation as I flipped up her skirts, worked open my foreflap and produced my blood-hot ram which extended four or five inches from my grip. I stroked her slit a few times with its. Me wese leta rha or wo ladka aya bed pe betha samne black color ki lower pehne huye tha or upar sweat shirt usne kuch table par rkha or betha rha thodi der me di ayi wo jeans me hi thi wo dono mere bilkul samne the mujhe sab bilkul clear dikh rha tha rajayi ke ander se unhe lag rha tha me soya hun or mere upar rajayi hai sir tak to sunayi b kuch n dega. Phir usne smile ki meri di ko ushne b smile ki or bola ki ab kahan sona to di boli jahan tum bolo usne di ko uthaya or hug kiya uske chutad.