Shaadi k baad jiju k ane se hum sub m ek naya josh aa gaya. Papa mummy bahut khush the because sub achha chal raha tha.Jija jee mujhe to bache kee tar...h payar karte aur hum sub kee care bhi bahut karte. Time beet-ta gaya. Ek baar jub m first year m thi to college m apni friend k sath canteen m bethi thi. Mene apni friends ko apne latest photo dikhaye. Unho ne meri didi ko phele bhi dekha tha. Sub ne kaha yaar shaadi k baad to teri didi bahut mast lag rahi h.Jiju ne kamaal kar diya. M aap ko. Her orgasm this time was not as high, but rather a long slow series of pulses through her body, causing her to shudder over and over again, over a longer period of time, maybe a full five minutes. “That was so different”, she said after wards, “Is it like that for human women too?”. “Not really”, I said, “it varies so much, some do get off only from anal sex, but many need clitoral massage as well”. “Oh, in that case, I’m glad not to have one!”, she said. “Maybe”, I replied, ”but you are. He seemed bothered that she interrupted his eating to do so.We were almost out the front door when she said, "Oh, my rose," and ran back into the kitchen.She came out a few seconds later clutching it to her chest.We drove in silence for a couple of minutes before Jill spoke."Did you notice anything different about Daddy?" You mean the way he treated the help?"For a split second, she looked like she was going to come back at me, then she dropped her eyes and said "Yes." Jill, did he ever treat. Not dirty, just messy. I tried to focus on the pitiful woman in my Danielle Steele novel but couldn’t help being distracted by the endless chatter.“Boys can’t go in the plane. Only girls can.”Ginnie’s neatly braided hair had been pulled back so tight that you just knew her mother had been mad when she’d done it. Still, it stayed in place admirably.“Daaad! I can go, can’t I?” George wailed, his big brown eyes welling up. “Can’t I? CAN’T I?”Ginnie laughed gleefully at her brother’s gullibility..