.. sorry old boy, your father passed away early this morning".I was stunned at first, then grief made my eyes fill with tears, which began to fall dow... my cheeks and bearded chin, while distress and pain made my heart sink in my chest.My father was young, hardly sixty six or seven, he was a man who took care of himself, who didn't smoke and had an orderly life. After a long silence I did ask him,"How, I mean ... Do you know what was the cause of his death?" Well, if it's any consolation, he. Seeing my hot sister on her knees eagerly taking me into her mouth, sucking me up and down was too much. I leaned in. "I'm going to cum soon, s*s."She squeezed my balls, as if to try and coax my load out of my sack, and then slowly stroked a finger along my perineum, tickling me and putting me right on the climactic edge."Oh god"Realizing I was close, she pulled my cock out of her mouth and encouraged me: "Cum little brother, cum for your sister. Let's win already"I felt the cum rising in my. When I was 17 Mrs. Michaels and her husband got divorced. There were a lot of stories going around the neighborhood about why they got divorced. Some people said that she cheated on him with a coworker. The children stayed with her during the week, and with their father on the weekends. So often I was asked to look after her kids on week days when she had to work late or if she would have a date.When I was 18 and getting ready to start college in the fall I was asked to babysit for Mrs.. Bhauja khata upare soi tv dekhuthile. Mu kabata banda kari khata upare basili. Mote dekhi bhauja muruki muruki hasuthile. Hele mo mana khali uchana heuthila kemiti bhauja bia ku karibi. Agaru kebe karinu. Na. Aji prathame karibi. Jaha kahiba sabu karibi. Mo godo dita bhari bindhuchi. Tike ghasi deba. Bhauja nka godo ku hatare dhari dhire ghasili. Mu ghasuthili bhauja hasi hasi sadhi ku uparaku teki jangha ku ghasibaku kahile. Mu bi hata uparaku nei gangha ku ghasili. Setebelaku mu garam.