7 mota. Chalo ab story chalu karte hai.Yeh story mere aur ek mummy ki friend ke beech mein hui hai. Unka naam Sangeeta hai. Unki figure kuch 36-30-38 ...ai. Matlab sab unki moti moti gand ko ghurte rehta hai. Woh hamare ghar ayi thi mummy ko milne toh waha mera unke sath introduction hua.Bad mein pata chala ki unhone apna ghar ko pg mein badal diya hai aur waha karib 5 ladkiya rehti hai. Sochlo aap kya hua hoga fir. Lekin woh agale part mein bataunga. Fir meri studies ke related baate chalu hui. ”He studied me for a moment. The waitress came by. He ordered a whiskey sour; that sounded good, so I asked for one as well.“She gets that from you,” I said.“Does she?” he dared me.“Yes. You could’ve hung up in my ear. You needed to talk to me to tell me ‘Fuck off.’”“Fuck off,” he said. “I never back down from a fight.”“Neither does Sam, so neither can I.”“You’re not an idiot,” he said at last. I waited. “You’re using my daughter.”“No, I’m not,” I said. “I’m not going to explain that other. At first i'd sneak into her room and just rummage in her underwear drawer. The thrill of this was enough to give me a hard on, but as time passed, i'd steal and item or two to play with in my own time. The feel of my sister's underwear, silky or lacy was just so exciting. One day I was teasing myself with a black silky thong, and I lost control and blew my load right into them. Well after so long stealing them I progressed one day to trying them on. Women's underwear just looked, and, as I. She couldn’t comprehend what creature this was. Where she was. What was happening. She felt an overwhelming sense of dread, and arousal as her eyes are glued to his long green groin. Nearly the size of her entire body she shook from the adrenaline and confusion. She couldn’t help but wonder how she got into this situation.“The..the…the light” she thought to herself. The only thing she remembers before appearing into this… this place.She ponders on her day, how she got there, what.