.especially the past year or so...Mommy's away for the weekend so there's just Rosetta - that's one of our housekeepers - you really ought to meet her... she such a darling"! I nodded, "I didn't know he was ya step-dad? Glad that you get on though..." I thought about that bitch of a step sister of mine and how much I hated 'er! Fuckin' 'goody two shoes' bitch! Me Mom had already got 'er when 'er an' me Dad met an' she's a couple of years older than me an' we've never got on - mainly cos she's a. I became angry and opened the full chat.They had been talking for weeks about sex and they also had done sex a lot. But I saw that it was not just sex it was like a real relationship, they said I love you a lot to each other.I was still angry and worried, but by digging more i found theyr photosWhen i saw her boobs my dick became harder then never and when I saw her pussy i got crazy and immediately started mastrubating and cummed for less than 2 min about her pussy.Let her phone when i found. "You could discover the joys of being called Scarface just like I have." I'm sorry I called you that," my sister blubbered."It's too late for sorry, sweetie. Now you have to pay for your disrespect. So which cheek would you like it on; right or left?" Please don't do this, Lupe," I begged. "What happened isn't worth ruining her life and yours." Well, she could be my bitch. I might consider that. Would you like to be my bitch?" Yes," Jean blurted almost in a panic. "I'll be your bitch." I'm sure. It was still raining, but the intensity had clearly waned. I got up and walked towards the table. Picked up the phone's receiver. Ah. The dialtone was back. Phone lines were back up. Dialed my home number."Hello. Mukta here." I said."Mukta, where have you been? I was worried sick!" my husband said, clearly worried."Sorry honey." I replied, "It started raining very hard and the roads got dangerous, so I decided to turn back and return to the village to wait the storm out. But my cellphone got.