“We’ll do whatever it takes, bro.”Our parents were home for the next few nights, so my brother and I didn’t get a chance to do anything until ...he end of the week. In the meantime, I’d found myself masturbating a lot more ... I wasn’t particularly horny or anything, it just really helped me relax. My life is hardly super-stressful, but every time I found myself getting even slightly tense, I’d make an excuse, slip off, and find a bathroom to get myself off in.Like I said, it wasn’t because I was. After a bite of supper which she found tasteless, Angilee sat down with a murder mystery, hoping to distract her mind from her misery and the yearnings which were growing stronger with each night she spent without sex.The phone rang."Hello." Mrs. Angilee Carver of 2245 Highland Drive?" Yes." Mrs. Carver this is Jim Benton from the Food Feast Supermarket. Your name has been drawn for a hundred dollar gift certificate, good for anything in the store." Is this a joke?" No joke, all you need do is. She asked me what was going on I told her to look for herself.When she opened the door, she was shocked to see Suresh and Mark fucking Shreya and Dean was stroking his cock. Before she could come back to her senses, I dropped her pallu and started to press her boobs and navel with both hands while my lips were on her neck, licking it.She slowly lost control. Without wasting any time, Dean started to kiss her navel. Mark and Suresh were in no mood to let Shreya go. Dean and I took Shreya to the. I don’t know how long exactly I stood there. I was aware of my cock, hard and straining against the front of my pants. It was as though what I had started last night had never ended. I could see myself in my imagination, walking forward to my daughter, cupping her breasts from behind; pulling her petite body into me.I dared not take a single step closer.It was all I wanted to do.Somehow I managed the willpower to take a single step backwards. Carefully, not breaking eye contact with Kara’s nude.