She panicked, yet she didnt scream, probably thinking about her image or something in the building, that was for once I wished if I was really strong ...o lift her up in my arms and take her to the bedroom, where she sleeps with her husband..well life, disappoints you in a lot of ways…I asked her not to make a sound or that I would hurt her. I was strong enough to not let her go…She pleaded me to leave and started sobbing…I said the only way I see leaving you is,if you allow me to kiss you once. .or lastly would they start with my form fitting fully frontal button up t-shirt.The hands started to undo my belt. I tried to squeeze my legs together, but a group of hands pulled my knees apart and the men laughed. The top buttons of my shorts were undone and hands slipped inside between my panties and camouflage. The rubbing felt good but I didn't like it from these creeps. Some of the guys started licking and kissing my face. Others rubbed my breasts under and on top of the button up. “Urm..weird?” he offered. “No no, this is not supposed to happen. Here hold my shirt up.” He did so obediently while his sister brought her free hands behind her back and undid her bra. She pulled them off, revealing her breasts with a small pink nipple at each tip. They were still developing and were more like an elevated part of her chest then separate appendages like her mother had. She looked at him again, “Anything?” he shook his head, although her brother’s eyes were now focused on her. Jab wo mere ghar aayi to mammi ne use mere ghar par hi rok liya . Raat ko fir wahi kissa chalu ho gya. Aadhi raat ko aaisha ne kha ki use pyas lgi he to mene kha tu yhi rook me lati hu pani. Aur me pani lene chali gyi aur whi roj raat ki trah dad ke kamre se awaz aa rhi thi. Me jab pani lekar mudi to dekha ki aaisha room me jhank rhi he aur meri aur dekh kar wo hasne lagi.Usne mera hath pakda aur mujhe room me le gyi aur kha to ye baat he isiliye tu gum-soom reh rhi thi. Mene uske swal ka jawab.