I didn’t listened to her words. Just navigated her towards my pussy. She understood. Malar started licking my pussy and fingered it with mid finger....She increased the speed. I was rubbing my nipples. She spited on my pussy and started to lick it again.Now we changed our positions.She was lying on bed I was sitting near her mouth and moving. She was licking it and I was holding her boobs for balance and started squeezing it. She got pain and started slapping my ass hard and started scratching my. "Of course!" I said hastily. "Bad choice of words. It's just that I wasn't prepared." For us to admit an incestuous marriage?" she prodded."No," I said softly. My mind was still whirling. I hadn't thought about my own past for a long time now. Some pretty strong memories and emotions were flooding into my mind. "I don't think much about my childhood. It was... difficult." I said. "What you said made me remember things I haven't thought about in a long time." Oh!" said Kathy, her tentative smile. But since I belonged to orthodox society that ‘sex with someone’ would be dream till our’s marriage. Life passed and with I passed my graduation then come my dream boy… Piyush age 19.5 tall lanky, fair to impress any girl of his age but he was very shy may be because he was good in studies and never talked to girls or any matter related to it, in fact he hate girls including his mother too! Since we were neighbor our parents often talked to each other and with passage of time I became quite. Please don't speak a word of this to anyone, not even your father. It would endanger you, me, and whoever you tell."I stared at her for several moments, finding myself unable to accept that she could possibly know Joy and Honey better than I did, or that there was truly a danger with the information she had given me. But I couldn't deny the unwavering truthfulness I had felt from her, and I knew that no matter what the real truth was, she believed in what she had said."There is more," she said,.