Aek din me dikshu bethe the yahi dopahr ki 2 bje the ttabhi phone bja diksha ne phone pe bat ki diksha to jyada kuch nahi boli bs ha …Ji …Ok or ph...r phone rakhte hi rone lagi mene pucha kya huwa to rote huwe boli uske uncle expired ho gye he or phir rone lagi me usko chup krane lga par nahi huwe mene usko uthaya or bed pe bethne ko kaha pr wo rote hi ja rahi thi jese hi mene usko khda kiya usne apna sar mere shoulder pe rakh diya mene usko bed pe bithaya or chup krwane ki kosis ki pr wo sayd. All this passed to the background of laughter and music from below. The heavy rhythmic panting went on. ‘You’re fantastic, Jane!’ Emma’s realised with a sudden blow that it was her mother out there! ‘Humph! Humph! Humph! Humph! You’re soaking wet! Can I get one of your tits out? Let’s suckle a nipple!’ ‘S-h-h-h! Not so loud.’ More heavy breathing. ‘Come on Joe! Quick! I’m ready. I’m coming! Ah-h-h-h-h!’ A long strangled sigh. ‘Argh!’ A gruff muffled cry. ‘Ah, uh -uh -uh -uh!’ Her mother’s. ”“Cool.” I heard a flush. “Why are you showering anyway?”“Went swimming.” I finished rinsing and turned off the water. When I opened the shower curtain Bethany handed me my towel. “Thanks.”“I wish y’all had a pool. I’d love to swim for a while, but I didn’t bring my suit.” She glanced around the bathroom. “Wait, where’s your suit?”Shit! I scrambled for a moment as I dried my legs. While I delayed giving an answer, I caught her looking at my wet panties hanging from the hot water knob.“You went. " I tell you, and you hear the door close shut. I'm behind you now and you can just tell that I'm still groping you with my eyes."That's a nice ass you've got there," I tell you."What?!?" you ask, wanting to stand up for yourself."I said I like your ass. Why don't you turn around again and show me some more."Now you've had enough. You decide to cut your losses and just go. "I'm leaving," you say, and try to slip past me and get out. But I catch you by the hair easily, pulling you off balance..