Meanwhile, I opened the door and saw that all the aunts and my other sisters had come. On that day we didn’t get a chance to do anything more.After ...inner, they went home. While going home she texted me on my WhatsApp-“I will miss you. We will continue later.. “. I was happy.Then days went and Navratri came. On the 4th day of Navratri, to my surprise, Shruti came to our home for playing garba. She was dressed in a green colored chaniya choli(all my sisters mostly used to wear chaniya choli. I fucked myself with just about everything, cucumbers, carrots, even celery. But I never had a real penis.”I made a face. “Oh, that’s why the veggies tasted funny.”She laughed. “They were peeled before we ate them silly.”She grabbed my cock and rubbed it up and down her sloppy wet slit. I didn’t protest. My fuck tool was an iron bar. “Are you gonna stick it up your cunt, Jill? Are we gonna really fuck?” She just smiled at me as she placed my cock at her hole and began to sink down on it. “Your. While they watched TV sitting on chair i used to sit at their feet and they played with my penis and testicles using their toes. They measured my penis length and girth (its 6inch long and 4.5 inch in girth) in presence of others they call me 645 till this day. They made me climb a tall pillar inside our home. Aunt3 took photos there also.And one afternoon, when aunt1 and aunt2 were asleep, aunt3 came to the other room where i was sleeping nude on the floor. She kept her finger on her lips and. Now, tell me, are you wearing any panties?” Sharon asked as casually as if she was asking about the menu specials. “Yes, just a lace thong,” Tasha said in a hushed tone, aware of the other diners around them. At the same time she felt Sharon’s pointy toed shoe glide up her leg and gently push her knees apart. “Okay, now slide the necklace under your dress and into your panties,” Sharon said. Tasha looked around her, hesitant to do as requested, but no one seemed particularly interested in what.