"It is delicious, warm and filling. Thank you," he murmured to her as he slowly spooned the rich broth into his bruised mouth. He aroused just suffici...ntly to acknowledge her, and her gift of the small wooden bowl of soup from her mother's kitchen. All else was black, hidden, unspeakable. Only the blessed light of her presence and her gift of food was allowed to enter his tortured mind."It is so little," she murmured, her soft blue eyes gazing into his dark, half-lidded eyes, sunken into his. To m wha rhne lga didi or aunty mera bohut khyal rakhti thi . Muje sab kuch wha tym se mil jata tha . Or didi meri studies m help kar deti thi. Do mhine bit gye muje wha or fer meri do mhine ki chuttiya shuru ho gyi m gher jane ki tyari karne lga . Tbhi uncle mere pas ae or muje request karne lge .Uncle : raj tum ruk jao yhi m 2 mhine k liye ja rha hu bhaher or tumhari didi ko bhi ek mhine k liye jana jruri kamse.Me: ok uncle ap chinta na kro m ruk jata hu m aunty ka khyal rkhunga.Agli subh. Her bra was quite brief. The straps were single half inch stripsand the cups were, well, cup sized. It opened in front, and as Iunhooked the cups she arched her back and moaned further. Hersmall mounds fit within my palms and I gently pulled and twistedher dark erect nipples which only elicited a louder response. All that clothed her now were her equally modest panties. Pressingmy fingers against the panty crease caused by her vulva onlysoaked the area and I teasingly admonished her for. The device was pushed between her soft ruby lips and the dominatrix deftly fastened the straps to hold it in place. She then gently pushed my head forward toward Holes' gagged orifice and I instinctively opened my mouth to allow the soft rubber device to lodge itself between my lips. Buckles were fastened and I found myself staring in Holes' beautiful green eyes, the breath from her nose and mine commingling as our mouths were locked together in a permanent kiss denied.Indeed the two of us were.