Now I was like a member of Tanuja Bhabi’s family and I used to have dinner at their place often. I’m really quite a shy man, not one for chatting ...p the women. We talked for hours and I felt so comfortable at their place. We discussed a lot of things, her family, her family problems, and her children. What she wanted from life. Tanuja wanted a very normal life, love, and kids. She told me several things about what had gone on in her life. We would sometimes sit in her house late at night alone,. Ab mai aapko bor na karte hue story par aata hoo.Agle din jb hum jage to didi ko chala nahi ja raha tha toh maine pass se penkiller la jar de di aur mai wapas apne ghar chala aaya, uske bad poora din college aur idhar udhar me beet gaya lekin mera poora dhyan meri didi ki chhot aur gand marne par hi tha. Khair jaise taise sham hui to mai jane laga to maa ne poochha ki kaha ja rahe ho to maine kaha ki uncke aunti panch din bad aayenge to tb tak wahi sone ke liye bola hai didi ke pass.Wo boli. That was over six months back, and to be honest, he had figured largely in my moments, the feel of his swollen cock in my hand, and the incredible feeling of his warm semen between my fingers, I know its might sound funny to say this, but I felt closer to him as a daughter, by doing it, and more a woman than girl, for being so adult, to pleasure him that way.'What if I do what we did six months ago dad, I don't mind doing that for you'. As I offered him another hand job, the wetness between my. “Wait for me in the living room cunt….”I crawled to the living room and an unfamiliar voice beckoned me, “Come to me bitch.”I glanced up at the voice and saw her on the couch; she was naked except for a white lace bra and panties. She was dark brown and bewitching.“I am Mistress Lynne.” She was stretched out and I crawled to her feet. She ordered me to stand.“Ooooh, look at the sweet pussy lips. Walk to the wall and back.” I obeyed her and found I had to walk with my thighs together in.