Phr khana khaane k liye hmlog dinning table pr baithe . Hmlog ka riti riwaz h ki hmlog Aek sath khana khaate h sbhi logo ne khana khaya. Ush din me ku...hh jyada hi khana kHa liya tha to mjhe nind Aa rhi thi.Nd me didi k Ghr ko achchi trh nhi dekha tha to me didi k hi bedroom me hi so gya…Nd me puri gahari nind me so gya .Phr Achank meri nind khuli to mere hosh ush gya…Meri didi bilkul nangi mere hi bgl me mere jiju se chud rhi thi. Night bulb jl rha tha phr v didi ka saris chmak rha tha aur jiju. As she turned around, and bent over to place it on the coffee table, Officer Hindenbaum stared into the girls puffy pink slit, still coated with semen from the senile old man.With a loud grunt, he came to his feet, and pulled his muscular thick cock from the fly of his uniform pants. Then, he grabbed the girls slender waist, and pressed his erection against her swollen rosy lips.Cindy let out a delighted squeal when she felt the two strong hands on her midsection, and cooed “Oh Officer. Check. Ball gag. Check. Blindfold. Check. Vibrating cock ring. Check. A mind full of naughty thoughts. That's a Check. I make my way to the bed and secure the restraints around the bed posts. Then, being careful not to .wake my beloved, I restrain his wrists and ankles until he is spread out on the bed for me looking sexy as ever.For once you might like being such a heavy sleeper, you dork. I smile and lightly caress his face with the back of my hand while holding a blindfold in the other. I. “Of course I will. What about Jennifer?”“No, I can’t. Not now. I don’t know when.”“She’s part of my life, Melanie, and probably always will be.”“I want that and I can’t have it.”“You can be part of my life as my friend.”“But I wanted to be part of your life like Jennifer is!” she turned, crying, and ran straight into the girls’ bathroom.And that was it. At some point, it was no longer just sex for Melanie. And I had missed it. Again. Her behavior towards me hadn’t changed — or had it? Her.