That was the unspoken rule.Fucking was fucking.Kissing meant something else entirely.The screen door leading into the kitchen screeched and slammed, a...d a shadow fell across the table. I turned in my chair. It was my dad. He'd missed lunch, which was unusual, and you could tell by the look on his face, he wasn't pleased."I need you boys to mend a piece of fence along the southern perimeter of the range. About two miles out near the dense grove of pine." He scrubbed a slow hand across his face.. She looked over at me and asked, "I have to have this in me while we shop? What about in changing rooms?" If someone asks, you may tell them that I am training you to accept my cock in your ass," I instructed her.She looked back down, took a couple of deep breaths and said, "Yes, sir."I slapped her ass, put her dress back down, and said, "Let's go."It was still too early to visit the store where she had shopped yesterday, but we went to a mall. As we proceeded, I could tell that she was walking. Unhone mujhe hug kiya aur mere gaal pe kiss kiya. Maine bhi unhe tightly hug kiya. Unke baalo pe hath phera. Unke gaal pe kiss kiya.Maine kaha sunita meri jaan main aaj teri barso ki pyas mita dunga. Maine unki gand pe hath phera. maine apne khade Lund ko unki night gown ke upar se chut par ragda. Aunty aah bharne lagi. Meri kamar pe hath pherna start kiya aur moan karne lagi. Maine apne hath unke chutado par rakhe aur main bhi apna lund unki choot me ragadne laga. Unhone mere lower me hath. "Ma'am; I'm gonna need you to calm yourself and have a seat while we get this situation cleared up." What situation is that?" she asked as she angrily got out and slammed the door behind her. "The situation that you just fabricated by busting my $800 taillight? Officer Davis; I'll have your badge for..."As she walked closer to him; he'd grabbed her arm and slammed her against the trunk of the car. Not hard enough to hurt her; but hard enough to scare the shit out of her and to shut her up. It.