She was not speaking to me on the following days properly and for parent’s sake, she spoke with me in front of them, so the parents did not ask what...was the problem.But silently, I am building the rage to fuck my sister bitch day by day.That attempt I failed. For the god’s sake, she didn’t tell parents, so I planned to take things more slowly.Things have been changed later. Years passed.Their relationship became intimate.She brought her boyfriend to home whenever parents are not home and I used. The bare white of his hairless chest rose sank sank into the hollow that was his stomach and each crevice that lie between his ribs glistened with a shallow river of sweat. Something rose in her stomach perhaps it was bile, perhaps it was the anger she ad held inside her for so long. She chose only one the anger.With herself and with the thing that lay asleep in his own waste and somehow still called to her in the most allusing ways. Forever found herself walking closer to the bed as she let. Wo boli kab se auto ka wait kr rhi hoo mene bola chalo to fir, wo beth gyi. Raste me unse unke baare me mene puchha to unhone apna nam reshama(nam changed) bataya. Unki age 32 thi aur wo teacher thi unko bhi uss din paper checking vajah se der ho gyi thi..Fir mene unke ghar k logo k baare me puchha to unhone bataya k unki 3 sal pehele shadi huyi thi wo apne husband k sath rehti hai unke sas sasur gaun me rehte hai aur unka pati ek badi company me sales executive hai…Sorry me unka figure batana. I feel extra sluttish sometimes knowing I’m sucking my own son’s big fat cock, today was no exception as my pussy lips were engorged with blood and my clit was aching for his lips and tongue on it. I took his cock in my hands and gazed at it then pressed it against my lips and rubbed it back and forth teasing him. My tongue would sneak out to give it a flick then disappeared back in my mouth. I felt like such a slutty little whore. Richard was busy eating my pussy as he always does he knows.