On the last six pages was a hand written letter from the girls. I read; 'Our most dearest Sam', then I stopped reading and closed the book.Katherine, ...ho had been watching asked, "Is that a note left by your wives?" Yes," I answered my voice catching in my throat. I swallowed. "I'm not trying to keep you from reading it Katherine. I just don't want to read it here in the car." I know this little place called the Bistro Provence over on Pass Avenue right here in Burbank with some very private. Kehti ke, “Bhai jitna he hai, aur bhai ke zyada gora hai. Bas tumhara mota zyada hai.”Ye sunkar bechara mera baccha fair aur lovely doondh ne lagg gaya jhaanto mein.Me : Chalo mota toh hai thoda.Bhabhi : Ab jo sach hai wahi bola.Me : Bhabhi tumne toh mood ki watt laga di.Bhabhi : Kya hua mood ko.Me: Chalo truth and dare khelte hain.Bhabhi: Theek hai.Fir main question pooche ke bhaiya kitne baar karte hain? Toh woh bolti ke zyada nahi karte ab time nahi milta fir bacche, ghar ke kaam, par khush. You could see the Papa’s big balls smacking the Beta’s smaller and tighter bag. “Fuck me Papa, fuck me, fuck me Papa, fuck me,” the Beta whimpered reaching for his ass cheeks spreading them wider for his Papa to bore his ass harder and faster. The hot Papa was grunting and growling and gasping working up a sweat bombarding the Beta’s fuck fissure. The Papa told the Beta he wouldn’t stop fucking him until the Beta came naturally without touching his dripping prick oozing pre-ejaculation juice.My. Linda, did you ever peek before at your brother?" "No Dad" she answered, but I saw you once in here with Mom." That revelation made her mother turn red with embarrassment. "Linda, what are you doing peeking in rooms? You know we like privacy and we don't peek in your room". Linda looked annoyed and glanced at Bobby, "Dad, I caught Bobby peeking at me a month ago while I was getting dressed", "Bobby, is that true? Did you see your sister naked?" "Yes dad, but she was fingering herself too.".