Thode time hamne aise hi masti ki iske beech me maine kahi baar usko pakadne ke bahane uske boobs to touch kiya. Ab us raat ko to mjhe bs uski yaad me...hila ke sona pada. Next mrng main 9’o clock per utha toh maine dekha jiju office chale gaye hai didi bathroom me hai and wo kitchen me akele thi. Maine usko bhoo karke piche se pakad liya and thode time aise hi pakde rha boobs ko thoda press kerta rha usne thode time baad bola mamu hato to phir mjhe hatna pada. Ab din me di paas wali aunty ke. “I think I’ve met most of you, but I’m Jeremy Stern, although everyone calls me Jem.”There was a not-very-enthusiastic chorus of “Hello, Jem,” and other variations.“Perhaps we should go around the room and introduce ourselves? Everyone okay with that?”Mummers and nods followed but before anyone could start, my phone blared into life. I pulled it out of my pocket, rolling my eyes, and said, “Excuse me. Just, carry on. I’ll catch up later.”Jem smirked and nodded and as I left the room he asked. Bex put her hand to her mouth. Oh no. The smell of her own fresh pussy lingered on her fingers.“There now. We’ll take care of this and I’m going back to bed.” Joyce grabbed Sam’s dick with both hands, lowered her mouth, and sucked in the mushroomed head.Oh ... my ... God. Bex stared as her mom’s brown hair bobbed quickly back and forth. She was cheating on Dad. With Sam. What a slut.Slurping sounds filled the room.“Oh, that’s good, Mom. Thank you.” Sam put his right hand on the back of Joyce’s. ..” There was another thump. “I figured, you know, I’m their daughter. They wouldn’t really do it. After a couple weeks, it’d blow over and things would go back to...” She sniffled. “It might be legal, but they’re not bad people—they wouldn’t actually stick to it, not if I was in trouble.”She sniffled again, then cleared her throat. “Hey,” she called. “Your mom’s the type to lie to patients, right? She said she didn’t talk to my parents—that they didn’t pick up. She said she couldn’t reach them.