. what do you think Missy Katie?”“Oh ... um ... Ma’am ... I don’t think so ... she’s my little sister...”“Are we not all sisters here??�...� the stern voiced blonde continued.Bree piped up, eagerly, “Oh ... Katie, please ... I will be good ... and grownup ... let me be an honored guest ... please?”Katie turned to her sister and whispered, “You don’t know what you are asking ... don’t do this, I beg of you!”“Front and center when I’m talking to you Missy!” the blonde quickly demanded, stepping. I have a list of their selections we can look at and decide with Kate what we want to get." Why she wanted me to come with her to get the bakery list was a mystery, but dutiful son, I followed her. She found the menu in her desk, but leaned over after handing it to me. "Steven", she whispered conspiratorially, "The bakery is only two minutes away, but I don't want you back for an hour. I need to talk to your girlfriend." "But, Mom, why..?" She gave me a gentle kiss on the lips and whispered,. . Fir maine uski bra utar di or jeans bi. . Ab vo sirf panty me thi nd usne meri tshirt bi utar di mai dhire dhire niche chumta huya uski navel ko apni jeebh se chodne lga vo tdap uthi or jor jor se moan krne lgi fir maine khade hokar apne jeans utar di. . . Or uski panty bi kya mst chut thi uski mai to dekh kar pagal ho gya or uske gulabi chut par tut pad or use chusne lga vo apne hatho se mere sir ko dba rhi thi or kh rhi thi kha jao ise nikal do meri garmi pi jao sara ras. . . . . Ab uska. When entering the castle we were the only ones there. It was only 9 the morning. She we had the hole place for ourselves. After 10 minutes of doing narrow stone stairs. We got on one of the towers. She started taking picture. I proposed talking a picture of her. So she stood there with her arms wide open and a big smile and took the picture. She came to me then, stood right next to me, took the camera out of my hands and took a picture of both of us. After a while I got into a room where it was.