“Honey, I do hope this is a fairy tale for you. I bet next year you’ll be divorced. My dad loves women. He loves to have sex with hot girls. T...ink of it as an honor. He must buy you anything you want. Just enjoy it for however long it lasts. My dad has a roving eye.”“He’s mine, and I’m his.”“Dad likes them young I see. What are you like twenty?”“I just turned nineteen.”“Holy fuck you’re younger than me. You could be my sibling.”“Jack, I’m your stepmother. Your dad married me. Do the. .Wo dri shmi si bed pr baithi thi.M bhi bed pr chala gya or jbrdasti uski salwar kholne lga uske oppose k karan maine salwar fad di or ek jhatke m panty ka elastic tod diya.Uski panty ek tang ki fati or ek trf tang m fsi thi.Uski salwar fati hui kmar p nade s bandhi hui thi.Usne paon ki kainchi bna li.Wo continue ro rhi thi.M ne apni chaddi utari or puri taqat s uski tange faila kr lund choot m thok diya.Wo-nhiiii…. Uiiii…. Ahhhh…. Chhod do plz unko pta chala to mujhe talak de denge.Mein-chinta. The body stocking reached as far as my waist where it then became an integrated suspender belt with six ties running to my black stocking tops. The only real item of clothing I wore was a black real leather very short mini skirt. Standing the hem of the skirt didn’t come anywhere near my stocking tops; which were black seamed with those large patterned tops, I guess there was at least a 2” gap. Naturally on my feet was a pair of black very high-heeled strappy shoes. I wore nothing else, so as. Even at a young age I used to flaunt my butt off to my sister, because she literally had none and I was a little jealous of the fact that she had more of a chest than me and most guys we met were always staring at it. For how short I was, guys seemed to like me, they always said I had a nice butt and curvy hips and that I was more fun than my sister, I was more like one of the guys. I liked wrestling, watching people skateboard even though I wasn't all that good, I'd try sometimes and.