A gentle breeze tussled the leaves on the aspen trees. The summer had been quiet slow and boring for Ashley. She was trying to save money for school a...d a car to get her there so she was working two jobs. One she worked during the week and the other Friday, Saturday, and Sunday night. This weekend was a rarity in that she didn’t have to work Saturday or Sunday. Ashley attempted to call all her friends from school and see what was going on over the weekend but sadly everyone was out of town or. The daughter didn't stop until her mom let out a nearly inaudible groan. She did pull some. She tugged some. She squeezed gently. She pinched softly. All this and more until the inaudible groan slipped out. Mom's eyes were closed. And now with lips, and with hands, her daughter loved and caressed her mom's breasts and nipples in every which way possible. Unlike a man, her daughter new instinctively what felt good, what raised the sensation levels higher and higher, and what brought the best. Kafi mahino baad hume phir se moka mila meri badi Sali kee shadi mein shadi ek hotel mein arrange kee gaee thee jo kee mere sasural se kuch duri par tha. Or sab gharwale ussi hotel mein shadi wale din jaldi hee chale aaye the kyon ki sara kaam phir shadi ka wahee hotel se hee tha mein bhee wahee aa gaya tha or mere man mein aisa kuch uss din tha bhee nahee kee aaj mein meri Sali se masti karoo lekin meri Sali thee kee mere sath jyada hee masti or maze le rahee thee wo kabhee aakar mere pass. My usuall life was very normal, when I go out with friends I try not to think about it, for two reasons:The first was I would get a huge boner in seconds The second was that I would feel weird sitting between my friends and thinking about my sister's body, it gave me the feeling of doing something wrong, which leads me to guilt.But I always get over that guilt the way I convince myself that it's all in my mind and I'm not causing any harm to anyway, my thoughts are made for my self and specialy.