’ I did choke then, coughing roughly and trying to clear my throat. I dropped my head even more worried that the guilty look on my face would be too...easily read. ‘Are you all right?’ Becky gasped trying to help me recover. I waved her away, and as my throat cleared I started laughing. The absurdity of the situation was not lost on me and I thought that at least if I was laughing she wouldn’t see the guilt. Here was my best friend telling me she wished her father would go out and get laid, and. Samirne kaha our berahemise jor jor se pura lunnd ander bahar karne laga. Mai chupchap dard sahati rahi. Bas thodi der mehi dard kam huwa our muze bhi maja aane laga our mai aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh ohhhhhh karne lagee. Ab kaise lagata hai bol? Samirne pucha maine jawab nahi diya to usane mere mume jorse dabate phirse puri takat se meri gaand me lunnd dal diya. Bol saali kaise lagata hai? Maine kaha mast lag raha hai lekin meri mume dhire dabao na dard hota hai. Samir hasate haste meri gaand. So she replied ok ok, I asked to tell me about itShe replied hardik your didi is in periods so she brought those pads from market and told that she had to bring it for one day only to which I asked why for 1 day they remain for 7-8 days.She replied yes and told me that it was her last day of periods and she gave me other knowledge about her periodsAfter this all things I started asking some sex relating questions to her and she was also replying the answers. I felt strange about didi that she. Anguished because I know that he neither can do it himself nor wishes to help me slake my need, I determine to satisfy him the way he wants. I speed up the strokes on his cock and lengthen them so that my grip runs from the base of his dick to the tip of the head. I once again engulf the garnet colored helmet with my lips, greasing it with spit so that it slides with slight friction as I work my head just down to the ridge before pulling back up. I let go of his shaft and using just my mouth to.