. Reader of iss since 2-3 years but writing for the first time… My id is This is a true incident that happened to me this summer… Further writing...in Hindi.Humare ghar ke baju me mere dost Aryan 18 ka ghar hai jaha wo uski didi Anny 21 and uski mom Sangeeta 45 rehte hai… Hum dono kafi purane dost hai so ek dusre ke ghar aana jaana hota rehta hai but mai to didi ko line maarne jaaya karta tha.. Meri didi se bhi acchi baat chit thi par mai hamesha se unhe chodne ke firaq me tha .. Kabhi chance. We did have a very nice hug and kiss and a quiet chat; we’d both very much enjoyed the sexual frenzy of the night with other partners, but it was good to hold each other closely and just appreciate the other’s presence.All too soon, it was eight o’clock and time to get started. The six of us pulled on our coveralls and headed off for the vegetable washing line; there was a pile of crates containing freshly-pulled baby carrots already waiting for us. Someone somewhere had been up very early!The. . a Mexican girl who eats something other than chimis, tamales, and fish tacos, but, I’ve been here long enough by now to pick up the taste for classic American comfort foods, too. People are far too quick to assume that we don’t eat anything but Mexican in the barrios. Boy are they dead wrong!” Chloe gushed as I handed her a glass of Shiraz and the three of us clinked them together.“People are racist morons who buy into stereotypes. Fuck ‘em,” I winked at Chloe, even as she set the glass down. A lady that they both knew the next day would be secured, probably to their kitchen table, for the enjoyment of both her mother-in-law and her son. She asked him “what are you going to do to me tomorrow son?” he smiled and said, “what are you afraid of most mother dear, and why are you so nervy, you know we won`t permanently mark you?” She quivered involuntarily as his hand found her clitorise, her eyes closed then she whispered that “she was scared, she had seen what he and Beryl had endured,.