Not that we want to rub their noses in their dire predictions about our future. We're bigger than that. Oh wait! No we're not! We really want to rub t...eir noses in their dire predictions about our future. We love our parents. But they said some things when we got married that weren't very nice.I sent out written invitations to everyone last Monday with directions to our new home and the date and time of the party. I was adamant that this was not a housewarming. I wrote in large, bold letters on. Soon her phone calls from male colleagues became less and less.One night after dinner she was telling me, “Kiran honey, I no more want to screw around or mingle with my male friends. I have you and we can live like a couple as u makes me feel like a woman dear!” She was wearing a tight mini skirt with a tank top which was accusing her ample boobs to swell nicely. She asked me, “honey, do u have a smoke on u?” I said,” yes, mom” She said,” from now on in the house, call me Sunita. We will live. She wanted me to fantasize that the load of cum was his. I got very turned on by this and got another huge hard on. She said it shocked her that I was turned on by the thought of her fucking another man but went with the flow and gave me a blow job. We repeated this fantasy several times over the next few days until one day she came home with cum in her hair and all over her uniform. She confessed that she had thought about really fucking one of her patients but chickened out and gave him a. As the morning rays filter in through the window and onto Justin’s face. He blinks them open and closed, trying to adjust to the bright light. He instantly notices that he is alone in the bed, so he takes a look around the room until his eyes settle on his sister’s form standing in the doorway talking to Zate.“Oh good,” she says turning around, a smile stretched across her face. “You’re awake.”“That I am,” Justin replies. “What are you two up this morning?”“We were discussing dirty stuff. For.