Me: arey why are you getting angry yar?? I said sorry na…S: I am not angry.. It’s just that kuch dino se we are talking too much and may be that i... why I have started loving talking to you which is not right…Saying this she went upstairs leaving me in confusion…Later that day, I whatsapped her:Me: Hey… ab bataogi b k hua kya??S: Kuch nai,, jo hai wo bata diya h…Me: Hmmm..S: What hmmm….??Me: Kuch nai… I am just not able to understand anything!!S: Tumhe samajh nai aaega… tumhari shadi nai hui. Perhaps it was still possible to salvage the situation I thought to myself as I slowly backed away from the door. However, before I could make a brake for it my sister turned around, exposing everything to me. What happened next is still fuzzy. However, I believe there was a scream, and a flying bottle of shampoo which hit me square in the face. Next thing I new I was falling down a very, very long flight of stare’s. When I woke up it nearly an hour latter my sister was standing over me. She adjusted the straps, and then she walked around behind the girl’s upturned ass. She smacked Beth’s ass back and forth several times with her open hand, then she slid one finger, then two fingers into our niece’s saliva-lubed forbidden hole. She worked them deeper and deeper, until they disappeared from view. Beth made some effort to avoid the intrusion, but she really had no choice in the matter. Barb pulled her two fingers out, pulled the girl’s head up off the chair by her hair, and. Ive never really had a chance to talk with you much but Paul certainly enjoys his conversations with you. Well, I enjoy talking with him. You mean teasing him, dont you? I looked at her and noticed that she was somewhat sheepishly smiling. Oh, we have a good time joking with each other. I was somewhat uncomfortable because although she was smiling I still might get an ass chewing from a jealous wife. And, just how much did she know of what went on and although she never came into the garage.