"You know that Lauren's late? She's pretty sure its yours." "I know." I said. Jen looked incredulously at me. Part disgust and part fascination. "Does...'t that bother you?" I shrug. "She said she wants to keep it and tell her boyfriend its his so he'll finally propose. Cool with me." She laughs. "You're so bad!" "Don't you have a boyfriend?" I ask. "Yup. I do." She said it seriously. I look her over again, obviously. There was no sense in hiding anything from her. She watched me fuck her friend. Slow and sensual in every moment, Amy began to moan more. My tongue flickered down across her balls whilst I gently wanked her off. I felt a hand stroking my back and realised it was Rachel. While I was focused on the throbbing task in hand, Rachel had moved closer and started kissing Amy and rubbing my back. As I come up for air I can finally see what Rachel is doing. She's stroking herself through her dress while kissing Amy and pulling my shirt up. The girls notice me stop and we all shift. The third day both of our free sms was finished, but I still felt like chatting with her. So, I called her. She picked the call n just said ‘my brother is here, I’ll call you back’. I got her call in 30 mins.. Her voice was so nice. Initially, we talked in English but later in Kannada… We talked for almost an hour like good old friends.These normal chats and calls went on for a month by the time we became close friends. One day at 12am I got a msg from, I was so excited and started. Whenever one of my sisters had their first period they got corseted. As far as I can see all it does is give the girls a tiny waist that makes their boobs look bigger and they hips flair out nicely. To my sisters it is strictly torture. They can hardly breathe and the corsets are hot and uncomfortable. Every morning they get laced into them and then just before their evening bath they are released from them.I am fifteen years old and the only boy in my family. Mom is thirty-eight years old and.