One reason I hated this was because of my small--OK, let's face it—my tiny breasts. I was no bigger than I was in 6th grade when I had first grown t...em. I felt like that 6th grader now, twelve years old and proud of my new boobies but unaware they would never get any bigger. To make matters worse, my nipples hardened traitorously, whether from being suddenly bare in the cool air, or out of embarrassment, I didn't know. With something like horror, I denied to myself that it was from sexual. Ooohhh, the softness, the sweetness, the warmth of her mouth. It felt incredible! Baby, he whispered, hold still. Keep your lips tight and keep using your tongue. His cock knob pulled almost all the way out of her mouth. Then her head was pulled down again and her fathers cock sank between her lips. Her head was again pushed back, then pulled down. Now her head was held still. This time, her fathers hips pushed forward and his cock slid farther into her mouth than before. He started slowly. I want you and your friend.” My mind was going wild. Preeti was now moving closer to Rahul. He put little petite arms around his waist from behind. Rahul just turned around and began to make out with her once again. I could see he was now taking off her top. Finally, there we were both topless and hot for my brother. Rahul’s mouth moved down to kiss Preeti’s breasts. He held his head there enjoying al his sweet kisses. Her nipple was now in his mouth as he started to gently bite it as she. In that way they let me unlock myself to do things for them after they’ve gone to bed.One of these night-time chores is being their urinal. They don’t have to get out of bed, walk through the cold house all the way down the hall, just to use the toilet. I save them the trip and pee on their behalf later. I’ve found that I prefer to drink their night piss, since morning urine has a much stronger and less desirable taste and smell.When Richard wants to pee, he will sit up on the end of the bed.