Usi din maine chachi se aunty ke baare mein kuch details collect ki. She got married 9 years ago and uski 6 saal ki beti Kolhapur ko gayi thi. Aur wo ...aily evening shop par jaati thi.Main sochne laga ki agar kuch karna tha, to abhi karna hoga, nahi to kuch nahi ho sakega. Tabhi achanak baahar se aake chacha bola-Chacha: Meri behan ki saas ka accident hua hai.Fir jald se jald wo aur mere papa-mummy bhi jaa rahe the. Tab main seedha mere ghar jaake mom-dad se ghar ki extra key leke chacha ke ghar. It felt more natural to him now. "well? You wanna try it on honey?" "Try what on mom?" he asked looking puzzled at Mary. "Your dress silly, it's back from the alteration shop." "oh?" "let's go upstairs, it's in your room on the bed." Nervously he made his way upstairs, led by his mother's hand as she guided him into the room. This had been his boyhood sanctuary. As the door crept open, he noticed the cream colored walls, covered with pictures of friends and prints of Monet. Cheerleading. It took a couple of thrusts before they got into sync, slowly filling each other so that the toy eventually disappeared entirely.Gradually the two girls started to speed up, their movements feeding the jelly further and further into their lubricated pussies the faster they went. In and out, in and out, now naturally moving into a synchronised fucking rhythm; their sister bond moving them as one in sexual harmony. After a while Fallon started to lose it and began to hump really hard, her finger. We pulled up to the house and I saw dozens of girls hanging out in front of the mall. My sister got out and said hello to them, but they basically ignored her. I felt so sad for her, she didn't have any friends. I looked down at my wish-watch. I took a deep breath and said in a quiet voice so my mother wouldn't hear, "I wish I was Jessica's best friend."I felt the changes instantly. My hair grew down and hung in curls around my shoulders. My insides twisted and turned as my chest pushed out. I.