’ I knew Mr. Bianchi had always hoped Evan would stay and help run the one in Oakwood right along beside him. But just like me he craved change. Man... times we would talk about all the places we wanted to see, where we wanted to go. His love for all the little beautiful things matched mine. He loved his Father and they were always close. He chose to stay and not move to Colorado not only because of not wanting to uplift from school and his childhood friends, but because of him. His Mother also. His cock was a-tingle.He shifted his gaze to his sister, who was sitting there looking a lot more demure than you'd imagine any girl would who'd fucked her father only the night before. It was funny how much the girl looked like her mother. Babs's beauty was of a really voluptuous sort, what with her swelling curves and all. Nell was just as beautiful in a similar way. She was delicate and graceful, but with big, soft knockers and very fine, silky hair. Her breasts were perfect in shape,. They were constantly yelling at each other. I found her to be rather cute with promises of what was going to develope if she turned out like her older sister. We got along very well and I was always sure to never show too much interest in her. That always made me nervous because she could do things that caused me to take it out on Margie's pussy, if you know what I mean?Finally the day rolls around that Margie's parents are leaving. We meet them early in the morning and over coffee, her mom. Main: Aaj kaise achanak match dekhne ki padi aapko?Papa: Are woh tumhari maa nahi haina. To akele kamre mein ajeeb sa lag raha tha. Tumhari maa ki khitpit sune bina ajeeb sa sunapan sa tha, to yaha aa gaya.Main: Ok ok, kaon jeet raha hai?Papa: Pata nahi abhi doosri team ko bating karna baaki hai.Papa bade wale 3 seater sofa par baithe hue the apne paaw centre table par rakh kar. Main turant unke bagal baith gayi aur boli: Mujhe bhi neend nahi aa rahi, main bhi dekhungi.Papa thoda khisakte hue.