It wasn’t the wind. With the wind and snow, it was hard to make out the distance or direction of the sound. She decided to go to her room and shut h...rself in. A thought crossed her mind and she froze mid-step. She had kicked the shed’s door shut, but had she closed the back door of the house. She didn’t want to enter the kitchen, but she knew she had to. The firelight did not reach all the way to the kitchen and she cursed herself for not even thinking about looking for a torch, a candle. “bhabhi teri chuchiya to aur moti ho gayi hai” yeh kahkar wo mummy ki chuchiyo ko chusne lage aur mummy unke sir me haath fer rahi thi. “naresh jara chut me finger dalo“ chacha ne chuchiya chuste hue apnie dahine hath ki do finger mummy ki chut me daal kar hilane lage to mummy kiaankhe band ho gayi aur uska maza lene lagi. Ab mummy se masti ke karan khade rahna bi muskil ho raha tha to chacha ne mummy ki chuchiya chusna chod diya aur bed ke kinare par jakar baith gaye mummy floor par unke paro. She couldn’t resist this man’s contact, he left delicious trails of molten skin where ever his fingers or mouth touched. His lips moved across her face to her jaw and down the side of her neck, his hand slipping effortlessly into the neckline of her blouse to stroke the delicate alabaster flesh of her breast. Squeezing gently, another moan escaped her. He was pushing her higher than she had ever been and she was enjoying it. Releasing the breast from its confines he flicked his wet tongue. The meat was cold, but still tasty and filling.The half hour walk to school only took Gabe five minutes as he ran the whole way. But he hadn’t broken a sweat nor was he out of breathe. The school was still dark, but the doors were already open for any teacher wanting to start early. So Gabe made his way to the locker room to stash his stuff. As he walked down the long hallway that was central to the school layout, Gabe caught a scent of someone. He stopped mid stride and sniffed deeply. There.