” I almost begged. “We’ll talk in the car.”“I’m already dressed.” She stated. “It’s safe now.” A little sarcasm wisped through the...air.She was sulking when I came out of the bathroom. Sitting on the edge of the bed putting the last items in her suitcase before closing it. I couldn’t tell if the sulking was genuine, just a ploy for attention, or a tool to get her way. I sat on the bed next to her.“Look Sweetie,” I put my arm over her shoulder, “If, and I’m emphasizing the word if, this ever. Marry this fine gentleman," Papa pleaded with me with his eyes. I turned to Mama for support but she just faced the window. "Mama? Please don't let Papa do this!" I begged. Mama turned to me with an angry and tired expression. "Bella, stop being so selfish and do as your Papa asks!" she snapped. I felt my eyes welling up with tears. I will not marry this disgusting old man for money. "No!" I cried. I turned and ran out the house and lifted up the skirt of my dress as I ran as fast as I could. Uske baad har roj aunty mujhe subha dekh kar musku rha kar nikal jati ek din aapne kapde utrane lagti aur meri aur dekh kar hasne lagi aur chali jati aisa roj hone la ga mai roj ye najara dekhne la ga ek sin to wo aake apni chut mai ungli karne lagi tabi maine socha samne se hi chut chali aa rahi hai to mai kuy sadhu banke bethu mai bhi roj unhe dekhne laga .Glass mirroifinsh hone ke karan mai he dekh paata aaj baju vala dekhe to use aina hi dekhe ga mera id hai . Ek din aunty ne mujhse kaha. I shut the door and pulled the machine out of the box. I carried it to floor and plugged it in. My mother had a bag of attachments. I found the one for the clitoris and put that onto the machine. I figured I’d go slow and work myself up. I then took off my panties and my tee shirt. I sat on the machine and turned it on. I couldn’t believe the vibrations on my clitoris. It was very shocking how amazing it felt. I turned it up a little faster and started to move my pussy on it. I sat straight up.