I started to relax when her clothes from yesterday were there, but I couldn't find her little white thong anywhere. The next day there were no panties...of hers in the laundry basket. I started to worry that she had figured out what I'd done and stopped putting her panties in the laundry. By Friday I was sure she thought I was a pervert and she'd tell her mother everything.I came home from work on Friday evening, sure that she'd tell her mother what had happened and she wouldn't be allowed back. My heart beat must have raced all the way to about one thousand! Should I? I think the question was could I? Or could I not? I struggled with the idea. All of these thoughts were just coming in and whizzing out of my mind. I was still trying to reach the ceiling.“Beta koi stool le ao”, she said. (Son get the step ladder or something)“Nahi nahi…” (No no!) I insisted as I kept panting and trying to reach up.Now I just couldn’t help it. This was it. I had to see her! I just had to!“Aray aray beta. "Yes, there I was -- finally." The next morning, I walked into my brother's room naked. He was just rising, getting ready to take a shower again. He looked up and knew he would be having another i****tuous coupling. As we adjusted the spray and began to wash each other, handing the soap back and forth, we began to kiss and fondle the other's body. "What do we do today, Andrea?" he asked. "Today, I shower again with you, again, of course, and I want you to fuck me, b*o," I said. "I want to feel. We talked a bit and he went back for a towel and some shampoo. He placed himself just beside me, and sat down. We talked a bit and soon he said he will take the morning bath and wash up a bit. He stands up and just drop his bath trunks to the ground. I was just staring and he went into the lake completely naked, and I saw his big penis swinging when he walked. My heart was jumping, and it was the first time I saw a naked man like that. He washed himself and I tried to not look too much. After.