A harsh childhood with unrelenting, religious parents had zapped her of confidence; lots of punishment and no love. Her teenage years had been even wo...se, because her insecurity made her an easy target of ridicule and persecution. All the time she felt like an ugly outsider, so of course she looked like one. She had had only two boyfriends, and she had had no luck there, either. All they had wanted was to exploit her, and the second one even beat her very often.We talked and talked. Once I. I had to catch her boob with both my hands as they were so huge. I started biting her nipples and she got hornier and bolder with each move. Then I removed bhabhi’s t-shirt and her pink bra and started licking her boobs and sucking them like I’ve never sucked any boobs before. Then I asked sis to suck bhabhi’s boobs and she went closer to bhabhi and started sucking them like she was sucking some mangoes. And bhabhi did the same to sis. Then we went to bro’s bedroom. I made both of them lie on. Koyek ta thap aste aste marchilo tarpor hotath kore jore ekta thap dichilo aar Ma tate aaaaaa kore uthchilo.Onek khon chodachudir pore ma bollo tor shona boudi ebar guder jal diye tor bara chan korabe, de de mar jore mar jore mar mar bar kor amar guder jal, bar kar tor barar amrito,bhoriye de amar gud ohhhhh aaaaaaaaa mmmmmmmmm mago ki aram,De de bhalo kore bhore de tor rosh amar pete,ohhhhhhhhhh,Ma r shorir ta hothat kore jhakuni dilo ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ar jol chere dilo Shibu dao bara theke mal. ’ I tentatively reached out his hand, and touched my clit. I shivered in pleasure, and closed my eyes. ‘Touch it more.’ I said. He did. He licked his finger and started rubbing my clit. Ohhh, it felt so good. I moaned a little louder. My dad was touching my clit. It turned me on so hard. He then knelt his face down next to my pussy. He started kissing my thighs. He kissed the right one, the left one, the mound above my pussy, my asshole, and then my slit. The pleasure zinged through my body. He.