Karen knew her letters. Had learned them last year. She didn't know words, but she knew the letters:"Dad, I am alive and well. And happy! Can not see ...ou. I love you. Door will close in 30 seconds."Before she knew it, Daddy was picking up Karen, holding her tight. His eyes were wet. He was crying! She looked back for Mommy, and saw her out of bed as well, fingers moving swiftly over her phone. Daddy turned as well."Are you sure, Honey?" You know what we always said! I'm texting my sister, so. Her nipples are obvious, poking into her skimpy, white cotton shirt.Her man Henry is wearing leather trousers and a leather jacket - the macho look.Lots of sexual tension as I decide to take the initiative. “How do my slacks look on me when I am topless?,” I tease as Roger slowly undoes the buttons on my blouse and opens it to expose my erect nipples.“You are turning three people on baby, me especially,” he whispers as he licks my erect nipples as I watch the rapt reaction from Janet and Henry.. That year I made sure that this year I have to fuck her anyway.I used to think everyday how can I fuck her and then my dream came true.One day it was raining heavily after the school as our schools in India starts in the month of monsoon.We all students arrived our home at 2:30 pm as our school used to get over at 2:10 pm and all our teachers used to go their home at 5:30 pm.So as I said it was raining heavily and I was alone at home as my mom went to Mumbai that morning and was going to come. Sharon laughed, “Ooohh…. that’s so Nasty. Well, your Dad’s was bigger and thicker…. but Devan’s is young… his will grow more.”-------------------------------------It was beyond weird, but as they talked, they felt so comfortable, so loving with each other. Talking to Misty was like talking to her best friend. Sitting with Misty, and being able to talk about such things, made her feel very good. Sharon felt, Misty seemed to be so much like her at that age, very curious and horny. Only, Misty had.