Papa jub sham ko ghar aaye toh mummy nai papa sai kaha ki dadi ka call aaya tha unhone hume gaon bulaya hai papa nai kaha ki vo nahi jaa payenge unhon... office kai kam sai bahar jana hai mummy gussa ho gyi unhone kaha thik hai aap mana kar do phone par mai nahi mana kar sakti papa nai kaha thik hai mai mana kar dunga unhone dadi ko call kiya aur Kaha ki humlog nahi aa pyenge dadi nai kaha ki thik hai kam sai kam meri bahu aur mere pote ko toh bejh do papa nai kaha thik hai fir papa nai mummy sai. I thought I was still fantasizing but I could hear him calling me to get up. He was literally standing over my head with either of his feet to the sides of my head. He had a great shot of my body, abs and obvious hardon as I did of his growing hardon. He grabs my arm and pulls me up. Asks me if I would be interested in staying for dinner. I said yes and he led me into his house. He had a particular smile of approval on his face. I wasn't sure what to make of it but I was hoping that it would. Then something happened and you went off him and all other boys. Why?”A dark cloud seemed to pass over Sissy’s face. “I don’t want to talk about it, Kelly. Please, I’d just rather not.”“Was it something I did, or Jason - did he do something wrong?”“No. No. You two had nothing to do with it, at least not directly.”“Well, if I was even indirectly involved, I want to know. If you want me to set you up with Jason, I need to know what happened.”Tears began rolling down Sissy’s cheeks. The sight. Jina’s tits and nipples pushed out against the thin fabric as the dress was backless, not permitting a bra. When she sat down to slip on her new heels, I could see the top of her sexy black fishnet hose and a wisp of her hot black panties. The crossover neck halter seemed to squeeze her breasts tighter and upward, making them look even bigger than they were. The opening between her breasts readily exposed the inside mounds of her creamy tits. I was salivating. The dress ad heels made Jina look.