I cry and cry. Parker lets me cry without interruption until only intermittent sobs shake my frame. He has his first and only nice, spontaneous gestur... to me. He brings some Kleenex and puts them to my nose. With his help, still spread-eagled, I manage to blow my nose. I try to smile at him."Thanks" I whisper.He moves behind me. I can no longer see him. He waits for my signal. He will not start until I ask him to. The cruelty of this is incredible. For every phase of my torture, for every area. As usual Brad felt guilt and shame afterwards and didn't say much about it after much to Kathry's disappointment as she longed to be abused like this every day. Brad could not forget it though and fanatsized he was fucking her arse for quite a while after that even when she was sucking or fucking him. Meanwhile Kathryn kept showing her arsehole to him every chance she got. Then on her birthday she had her period and after a really enjoyable dinner with friends when things became romantic she. Then we went to shop…I selected a dress and went towards the trial room signing him to come…First I went in…and till the time he was in…I was in my pink bikini…I asked him to help me to hookup my bra…Just then he grabbed me from back and started pressing my boobs…Then I started moaning aaahh ummmm….To shut me up he had put his hanky in my mouth so that no one hears me…Then he got his hand in my panty and started to finger my pussy…Now we both wanted each other badly… Then I dressed up and we. And she hit me softly on my chest with her soft hands and went away, I later felt kind of sorry for her and I went to apologies her in her room.My sister always wore shalwar kamiz with full Dubatta. I opened her room door which perhaps she forgot to lock and I saw that she was undressing. She didn’t notice me. When I entered she had her shirt off and I saw her nude back, she doesn’t wear bra at home since there is no need as there is only her brother at home who loves her and has sworn to.