We hardly ever argued anymore.Mom would come out and sit with us and I couldn't believe I could still see the love between them. It wasn't huggy, kiss... or anything like that. It was watching the two of them smile; simple things like that.One morning as we sat on the porch drinking our coffee a car drove by and honked the horn. Dad raised his hand, waved and smiled. It was a young girl who looked to be about eighteen or so. Cute from the glance I got of her with kind of a short pixy type. I saw her gaand and her clean shaved choot. I touched my finger in her gaand and started soaping her chootars. Then I start soaping Bipasha Didi’s choot and breasts on the other side and she was washing my hard lund. I washed her choot from the front with my right hand and washed and squeezed Bipasha Didi’s breasts with my left hand. I think she was enjoying it a lot.Then I said what Bipasha Didi was expecting, ‘Didi aap ko chodhna hai.’ Bipasha Didi took a deep breath and said ‘tum ne mere. It wasn’t that guys didn’t want her. It was that she didn’t like any of them well enough to risk an STD or pregnancy just to make them happy, when she could make them happy a million other ways. She could get her kicks other ways too. Someday, she thought. Someday there will be someone I can’t resist and it will be hot. Ugh. Commercial. She stood up and turned off her phone then walked into the kitchen to get a soda from the refrigerator. She also found a bag of M&Ms and some pretzels for. It was incredible. I squirted in a matter of seconds. She sucked the cum from my clit and once again came to my face. This time she held my mouth open and dribbled my cum into my mouth. "Play with it and then swallow sissy," she said. I did as she commanded, rolling the cum side to side over my tongue before swallowing the salty sticky mess.She turned back around as soon as I finished and I felt her touching my flaccid clit. I was exhausted and had no energy left to fight her but suddenly.