Bhaiya ne bhabhi se puchha, “Kaisi ho meri jaan ? Dard hota hai kya ?”Bhabhi ne bhaiya ke sine par daant gada diya aur boli, “Kyun satate ho ?�...Tab bhaiya ne apana lund nikala aur ek dhkke se chut men dal diya. Meine bhi hole hole gaand maarani shuru ki. Suman ke munh se aah nikal padati thi. Bar bar roen khade ho jate the aur ankhen mund jaati thi. Bhaiya ne dono stan tham liye the. Meine kamar se hath lipataya aur bhos ko chhua. Bhaiya ke lund ne bhos chaudi kar rakkhi thi jis se clitoris. His hand fell from my chest to his side. I carried him to bed and placed him to rest. That night I ran many thoughts threw my head. I pondered the question: Did my father violate me tonight? While drunkenness is no excuse to attach oneself to his daughter sexually (such in the case of Lot), my father legitimately thought I was his wife. I then thought over the idea, I looked nothing like my mother. My features, though feminine, took after my father: where my mother's hair was dark, mine red;. I noticed the change within weeks. I want some of that, and I want it every night. And, when I found out why her snatch had become so good, I made her teach the other girls how to do it, too. And had the AIs monitor their exercises so they couldn't cheat.How did I put it to Jimmy M'beku that one time after he asked how Hannah was so tight only two weeks after dropping a baby? "This fool ain't fucking no loose bitches, dawg"! He just laughed. He can do "poor white trash" a lot better than I can. I followed at a more leisurely pace, with a large grin on my face.Nollie was standing with her arms around both of them and said, "Pardon my language, but it's about fuckin' time!"Ann and Mom both stuttered their denials, but Ann stayed the night. I'd never thought of Mom as a sexual being, or considered she might have her own needs and preferences. We'd never seen her with a date or a companion, and we hadn't wondered why. It came to me that we'd been selfish and unthinking. Mom later said.