.Koi 1 ghanta bhai ne mujhe scooti chalani sikhai. Is 1 ghante main meri chut bilkul geeli ho gai thi aur bhai ka lund bhi laren tapka tapka ke geela ...o chuka tha. Aur fir hum ghar aa gaye.Next day friday tha aur saturday ko mom ko chuti thi to wo boli ki main friday evening ko alahabad ja aayun tumhare papa ke pass to maine kaha ki main bhi jaungi to wo boli ki nahi tum bhai ke sath ruk jao.Unki ye baat sunkar to main khushi se chilane wali hi thi ki badi mushkil se khud ko roka ki ho sakta. She took a minute to recover after which I stood up again, still hard as a rock. She sat up but didn’t continue from where she left off as I thought she might, instead she stood up as well and stepped behind me. As I went to turn around she gave me a quick sharp nudge which forced me to bend over and stop myself from falling by putting my hands out on her bed. When I tried to stand up again I felt a hand on my back telling me to stay down, with which I looked down between my legs. As I did. I just hoped that this crazy idea wouldn't backfire! Don had finished shaving when I returned and was ready to get dressed. I looked into his lingerie drawer and realized our shopping trip for a new bra had not really been necessary. The drawer held dozens of neatly folded bras in every color imaginable. He selected a simple white one with scalloped edges along the cups."Since we are going to church, I suppose I should be dignified and sedate. No cleavage today, I'll wear something with a high. I stand up and walk towards him stopping to fix the crumpled up persian rug he had stumbled over making sure nothing was out of place incase anyone were to walk in. I stand in front of him my crotch at his face level, looking down at him waiting for an explanation for what had just happened.He looks at my crotch then looks up at me and asks me to sit next to him on the brown leather couch, I do as he asks and sits beside him facing him with my legs folded under my butt and my hands on my lap..