It’s a failing situation. One half of my mind wandered and drifted, trying to catch onto something inconsequential, but the other half of my brain w...uld not let go of why I was at the hospital. I didn’t want to think of what was going on, I didn’t want my worry to show through my always-cool at-ease composure. I had been granted an audience, my mother, and I could not remember the last time I had let her see any show of anxiety or angst in me (aside from the night my daughter was born, but that. I am narrating my first n real sex experience with my chachi she is a real horny n dam sexy but a little chubby having fig. o f 38-32-34.This happened before 3 years when I was in my 12th class. I was my chachi’s favorite form the day of her marriage b coz I was the 1st child of my house.We have a good n happy joint family n we r from richer side having a big business. I use to do massage of her(CHACHI’S )legs before sleep coz she felt very tired sometimes n while doing that sometimes I suppose. I was terrified about going to the bathroom in the same room as him, with him so close to me! But I didn't want to go on the floor, so I did. He noticed me peeing and came closer, looking straight at my pussy, as close as he could. His eyes were wide. As I finished up and reached for the toilet paper, he stopped me. "No Claudia, I'll do it." The idea of my brother wiping my pussy right after I peed disgusted and excited me. It was so wrong, so ...inappropriate. He wiped me so gently and then. I’m sure you guys didn’t do anything too wrong.” Roger smiled. “It’s alright. We’re over it.” “Yes, its all straightened out, Jennifer,” I said sharply. I got up and turned on the entertainment system. The internet radio station started playing a piece by Sting. “Pretty!” I said and sat down next to Jennifer. She rose and moved next to Roger. Her eye lashes fluttered. She poured some wine in a glass and handed it to Roger, then fed him a wafer with an orange slice of cheese on it. Chewing, he.