Mare 1st story the suman ki chudai uske ghar me ea 2nd part hai aab uski sadhi ho chuki hai or jharsuguda odisha me rahate hai …aap ka jada same na ...ete hu sidha story pe aata hu .Sumane ki sadhi hume 6 month ho chuke the ek din aachanak uska ph aaya unknow no se mane ph rcv kiya to wo suman the usne ka kise ho ho mane kaha me thik hut um kise ho pana nahi wo rone lagi jise hi mane pucha tum kise ho mane kaha kya baat hai bataoo hume usne kaha harry hume tumare bahut yaad aate hai mane kaha aaj. I told him that I could not tell any date now because I cannot leave my wife alone at home and I will call him again when the time comes.I called my wife and I told her that I am madly in need of her as I took beer with a friend and be ready with the supper so that we can begin as soon as I reach there.After that I proceeded to my home and my wife was waiting for me completing all her jobs and bath. As soon as I reached home I went for bath. I took the bottle of whisky, which was kept. If he had been more- we would have been physical but it was not possible. He had too many upgrades and Mechanical parts, I stop again as I remember the shame I felt at my orders madness.You can love without touching, Nimrod reminds me.I know, and I did, I agree and continue on.I came back and found them even more mad than before I left. They were not even hiding it anymore, just taking over, gaining power and territory. The others were talking about how to handle them. I tried to explain and. As I went, I couldn't help wondering about just how Karen got that damp spot on her thong, and just thinking about it, about her, was getting me aroused. What the hell was going on with me? I never thought of myself as a real pervert (no more so than any other typical teenager with raging hormones anyway) but here I was getting a throbbing hard on at the sight of my sister's panties and the scent of her perfume. I tried to dismiss it as being simple horniness, but still my thoughts lingered.