Mera khada baburav usaki gand ko touch ho raha tha maine notice kiya no usake sanse tej ho rahi h.To maine halke se sake boobs pe apna hath rakha aur ...nhe slowely slowly press karta gaya aur nippel ke bajuse apni ungali ghumata raha.Tabhi usane mera hath pakada .Main darr gaya.Maine use sorry kaha.Woh boli its ok.But ab tune aag lagayi h to bujha bhi do aur mujhe bacche ka sukh bhi do.Mujhe bacche ki kami h.Tum mere bacfhe ka baap bano.Mere maan me to laddu fute.Main fatak se usake uper chadh. “I’m busy.” Dad was always trying to keep us in our place. Ever since mom died he wasn’t the same. He took care of us just like she would have, and sometimes he was hard to think that that should be her. Not him. He cleaned the house, and went to work. But recently he had started dating. The girl that he had been interested in became more of a permanent thing, and I wasn’t sure if I liked her yet.“Vanessa…” I looked up and saw Paul take a step closer to me as if to comfort me.“Fine.” I got up. Kuch bhi kaho maza to mujhe bhi bohut aaraha tha. To maine bhi Rajkumari ko ekdum nangi kar diya.Aur kiss karte hue hi unke chuche dabane lagi. Fir unhone mujhe apne se chipta liya jisse hum dono ke chuche apas mein chipak gaye. Fir Rajkumari kabhi meri chuche chusti to kabhi kiss karti. Fir main bhi unke sath wohi karti.Fir kafi der tak kiss karne ke baad Rajkumari mujhe bed per le gayi aur khud niche let gayi aur mujhe apne muh per baitha liya.Main bhi unke muh per baith gayi aur apni chut. Scrimping now and replacing something later would be pound foolish. And he ought to warn her about where he planned to take her. She still thought of jeans as normal wear. For a Friday night, he’d make a reservation.For all her apology, she fixed a meal that was delicious, if a little late. His times to get back home were -- even now, and he was better than he’d been when he hadn’t had her to come home to -- erratic enough that it would be silly to expect to eat as soon as he entered the door..