She looked back at me and said "Just drop that towel right there and join me in the kitchen." With that she walked right out of the bedroom. I did as ...he said my head still a little foggy but becoming clearer. I was remembering little details from the previous night but they were jumbled and I couldn't make sense of them. Just one or two second flashes of drinking and dancing with my sister.Brenda was standing at the sink filling the coffee pot with water. I looked her legs and ass up and down. Well, in a way, I don't care. I know it's the truth and whether you believe it or not doesn't make any difference to me. All I can say is I know my mother and you don't.Looking back to when it happened, I was a real tease, I mean, boy-tease, cock-tease. When my boobs started to develop around ten, making little mounds with nice, pink nipples on top, I would stand countless hours in front of my full-length mirror looking at them as I rubbed them and pinched my nipples to make them grow.I would. Mane fir sab ko dhundna shru keyaa sabse phle mane Suresh ka Thapo keya fir thodi dare bad mane Remaa ko bhe dhund nikala or fir ghar ke sare kamre me Mohan or Riya ko dhundne laga Suresh ka ghar kafi bada hone ke karan mujhe unhe dhundne me bohat dikat how rahe the pata nahe woo dono kah jaakar chup gayee theee unhe dhundte dhundete mujhe Takriban 1ek ghanta how gaya tha par wo dono mujhe mill he nahe rahe thee fir mane Suresh or Rema ko bhe kah ke unko dhundne me mare madat kare fir hum teeno. But I'm not a sick fuck.I stuck my dick in her securely opened mouth and started pumping. The way her throat constricted when I hit the mack of her throat felt like heaven, and I kept pumping. I leaned over her and squeezed her nipples hard. I bit them, rubbed them roughly, and twisted them. She couldn't do much but make gagging noises, but I made sure to let her breathe. It wouldn't do for me to break my toy so soon.I grabbed the leather nine tails and whipped her tits with it while I pumped.