Simmi Didi, eldest among us is around 30, next is Harish Bhaiya who is hardly 2 years younger than Simmi Didi and then it’s me Manish, very soon I w...ll be reaching to my mid twenties. While talking about our past relation with our sister I would say since my childhood as compared to my brother Harish Bhaiya emotionally I was more attached to her and since few days back it was a pure and divine love of brother and sister.A thought of fucking her is too far, I never thought about her that way. Tab wo meri choot pe kiss kiya….mere jism mein leher si uthi….aur meine bola “aahhhhh….rajaaaaa” wo bola aaaya na maza meri raand…meine bola haaa…haaa rajaaaaaKafi deer tak wo choot ko chata chuusa…aur mein aaaane wali thi…uske muh pe hi jhad gai…fir usne aapna Lund aapni pant se nikala….OMG….mein pehli baar Lund dekh rahi thi….usa Lund ekdm khada hua tha 8 inch lamba aur mota bhi. Wo bola daaro mat aabhi toh isse pyar karo…mein kha ha..aur usse aapne muj mein liya aur choosne lagi….wo bola. I saw it in your body. You were too familiar with one another. How long?’ Crack. ‘Not long after you sold me to him.’ Crack. ‘You did, you know. I know you did. You call it betrothal, but you never cared if he was a match for me, or what I wanted. It suited the House, so it was done.’ Crack. She hissed through the pain. ‘But the House matters and I am dutiful, so I said nothing as my father sold me to his family like a whore. I am a paid for whore, so why shouldn’t I fuck, Father?’ Tonn’s. I said to him 'you should try it, you make like it.' With that I went on my way replacing books. I had a cart of out dated mags that was to be placed in the storage closet, this closet was eight feet deep and about six feet wide, with shelves on all sides. As I went into the room the door closed behind me, I switched on the lights and began to empty the cart. My back was to the door, when I heard it open and close, with out a word Derrick swiftly moved up behind me and in one smooth move he.