To chaliye dosto maja lijiye mere phle sex ka wo bi meri apni bahan k sath. Mere ghr hm 2no k alawa papa mummy rhte h. Papa bank m kam karte or mummy ...k govt school m teacher h. Bat jb ki h jb meri bhn 12 m thi .meri bhan bhot sexy h par mjhe kbi interest ni tha usme or na hi kbi aisa koi khayal aya uske bre m. Par wo pure din cel p bt krti rhti thi to mjhe shak hua k meri sis apne bf se bat karti h .ek din uske cel m maine kch msgs pdh lie i luv u soniya to mjhe bht bura laga or gussa bi aya. She moans loudly as I push my fingers inside her, her moans don’t quiet down but get louder and more intense as I start thrusting my fingers in and out of her curling them at the same time to try and hit her G spot. Every few thrusts I bring my thumb into contact with her clit and rapidly rub it for a second or two before stopping and resuming to fuck her with my fingers, it doesn’t take too long before I can feel Sierra climbing towards her orgasm.“Stop, stop.” Sierra pants, I quickly stop. But the detail … What could she use? What would she need? And did she even have the nerve to follow through? Fuck—if not this weekend, this crazy anything-goes weekend, then when? The rule book had been shredded, the moment was right. Seize it, girl. Seize it. He deserves it, hell you deserve it. And you know someone else who wouldn’t miss a beat if it happened to her. She smiled at the thought. Damn it all, it made her grin. Her breath caught at its follow-up. Should I call her? I sure as hell. I just didn’t expect to have to lead the entire way. It’s OK. I’m prepared.”“Prepared?” I asked.She laughed, “I studied!”“What?”“I went to the library and checked out a copy of The Joy of Sex! I read it cover-to-cover. Twice. And reread certain parts of it.”I had to laugh, “The same way you studied for exams!”“Well, neither of us has any experience beyond kissing and a bit of careful touching. I knew YOU wouldn’t do it.”“I, uh, thought we’d just kind of figure it out like people have for a.