Ye hidayat de kar ki – “Mujhe touch nahi karna. Warna meri aag bhadkegi toh mujhe mushkil hogi,” aur karwat le kar so gayee.Agle din subha sabhi...se samanya pesh aa rahi thi. Devar Vicky bhi mere se ghul mil raha tha aur sasur ka bahut rob tha ghar mein. Mujhe bhi sasur se dar lag raha tha. Sasur ne apne kamre mein le jaa kar bahut pyar aur dular se baat karte hue meri pith pe haath rakha. Aur chehre pe pyar se kiss bhi kiya.Mujhe itna pyar pehle kisi ne nahi diya tha. Bahut khussi hui. Din mein. Making a face at myself in the mirror…how easily lies now slip from this woman’s lips…amazing in fact…since I always prided myself on being truthful and honest. Squeezes eyes tightly closed, unable to bear a flash of guilt stabbing into my heart. Tossing the brush aside, heading to the kitchen to greet my son, a smile pasted on my face. “Hey you! Gonna miss your mom tonight?” brushes my lips across his cheek, ruffles his hair and slips into a chair, pouring myself a hot cup of coffee. My son. Go on give them a try.”It was a beige and red printed kurta and leggings. “I don’t know how to wear these.”“Don’t worry I’ll help you.”I took out my awkward fitting t-shirt. And my girlish instincts overcome me and I tried to hide my boobs with hands. “What’s the use of hiding yourself from your wife cum sister! Let me see you.” She was making fun of me but I was too confused to give any reaction.Slowly, I put my guards down and felt the weight on my chest. “Oh, my sweet little girl, you’re. Shoot it all over my tits, and on my face if you want.DO IT!” I urged, rubbing my swollen clit faster andfaster while Bob did the same to his dick. “Oh Noelle, yeahhhhh!” Bob gasped, erupting long,stringy arcs of cum all over my face and tits and neckand cheeks and in my hair and on my lips. I stuck mytongue out and caught a big, thick glob of the stickypaste on it, and then with Bob watching, swirled itaround in my mouth and swallowed it. “Oh shit, baby, that’s so.