Didi ko shayad pata nahi chal rha tha ki bhaiya kya kar rahe hai per bhaiya unke sarir se khel rahe the . bhaiya kabhi unke boobs per hath laga dete o... kabhi unki gand ko dabate ye dekh kar mujhe ajeeb sa feel ho raha thaThodi der bad niche se meri mummy ki awaj aai , mummy didi ko bula rahi thi , mummy ko bilkul bhi acha nahi lagta tha jab didi uper bhaiya ke room me aati thi , didi ne kaha uth gai hittlar , m or bhaiya hase or didi sad sa face bana kar niche chali gai , jab didi room se bahar. " Write it up and sell it to Paramount. So what does this have to do withme? I take no sides in these petty little post-war disputes," I spat."We need to get that dildo back, and our family is willing to pay for it.It leaves a hole in our legacy that must not remain empty," she remarkedin a voice that purred like 47 Packard sedan."Listen sister, I know a lot of holes that need filled. Why didn't youreport it to cops?" I shot back.A dark pallor washed over her face. "The cops mustn't know."I. “‘hanks, Monday!” Doobie growled as he got to his feet.Kate rolled her eyes and headed over to that corner, where she found a large freezer door. “The noise must’ve come from inside,” she said, and pulled it open, but she couldn’t see far into the mist-shrouded interior. “Hello?”“Hellooo? Hellooo?” echoed back.“Hmm ... come on, Monday,” she called back to him and stepped inside. Monday and Doobie looked at each other for a moment, and then Monday followed her.CLONK! The fridge door suddenly. I looked up at him and he immediately kissed me. I found my hand was grabbing his cock through his jeans. I could feel he was growing hard as we danced but until I grabbed it I had no idea how large it was. It felt really huge. I kept stroking him through his jeans as we kissed. His hands were all over my ass cheeks and breasts. My pussy was soaked at this point and I wanted to see that cock. Then I unbuckled his belt, his pants and pulled out his thick cock. I squatted down in front of him..