" More than one mile?" My body isn't like yours. I run like the wind, baby. You'll see." I guess," I said, still doubting myself.I started to climb up...the ladder to the top bunk but she gave me a push."Bottom bunk, little sister."I sighed, and lay down in the bottom bunk. I was going into the freakydream world, but I didn't care. It was going to be nice to finally rest.***So there I was. I would say I was standing, but I might have been falling- there wasn't a floor per se. Just that bright. I live with my mother Archana 45 yrs and my brother Pintu 20 yrs. our father died in accident long ago when I was 18.since then we are living in terrible situation of extreme poverty that we live in tiny house of 2 rooms one of which had been transformed into beauty parlor which me and my mom run and we all live in other room. bathroom, kitchen , living room and bed room are one and same for us -that room only.We often prefer not to wear too many clothes when we are in that room. I and mom. . You want to feel me inside you... I want to be inside you... I quickly slide up your body... sliding my hand beneath your head and kiss you just as my cock begins pressing against your inviting pussy... we rock and grind against one another as I slowly enter you. Once I'm fully inside you, we lay there.... enjoying the unity.... you can feel my pulse through the throbbing of my cock buried inside your core.... you grind and rock your hips against me... I moan with pleasure... I begin sliding. I will never, ever forget any of it. “I hope we’ll have other opportunities to express our love in this special and wonderful and magical way again. But even if we somehow never do, Friday alone will always be a lifetime cherished memory for me. And I suspect Friday will always be a special and unforgettable memory for you, too! ….. Yes, you are very dear to me, too. – Love always, Your Dearheart, Your Cyrano, and now also your ‘Oh baby YES!’….and your lover! We followed up this amazing and.