If she looked over her shoulder, she could see Beth’s sparkling eyes through the stocking mask. Happy eyes. Beth immediately sniffed. Even through t...e tight layers, she could feel Beth’s nose pressed against her arsehole. She heard Beth’s affirmative groan. At one point she caught her own stocking expression in the mirror. Her wide beam almost looked hysterical. She looked at Beth’s crotch, and realised that Beth was stroking her silky knickers under the tights. She felt Beth’s nose sniff. Grandpa lived so far back inthe country on a very rough mountain road, barely passable for regularcars. Well, to get to the heart of the story, that night we discovered thatMom's stepmother was putting the two of us into the same bedroom. Therewas a cornshuck mattress on the floor for me to sleep on. It didn't looktoo comfortable, but I was young and it would be no problem for me.However, Mom didn't like the idea. "There might even be mice that wouldrun over you," she said. "You might as well. Usne mera shirt nikala or pith ko pe hath ferne lagi.Fir uski bra kholi or usko kutte ki tarah chusne laga uske nippel ko chust or boobs ko dabata wo jor se saans lene lagi or mera sir pakad k boobs k bich me dabti thiFir uke payjama ka nada kholke nikal dia or panty mein thi usne bhi mera paint nikal or undreware bhi fir usne mere lund ko apne haath se sehlane lagi. Or lips pe kiss karti rahi wo bahut garam hoo jaa rahi thi aaaaahhhhhh……seeeseeeesee kar rahi thi bich-2 mein bolti thi yaar jay. I was afraid, but realizing he was going to take me mother made meforget my fear long enough to shout, "No! Stay back!"He paused, and pulled back the hood a bit"You can see me? Most mortals cannot." Well, I can, and I want you to leave my mother alone!" I cannot. She is due to die any moment." She doesnt have to! Please, just a little more time?" I ... cannot. Once her body dies, it is my job to take her soul to beweighed. If I did not take her soul now, she would suffer terribly. Isthat what.