Food is ready…I & ramesh got up washed our hands and sat on dinning table. shanvi bhabhi was arranging food for us on dinner table.. all three of us...had dinner & watched TV for some time it was around 10.30 pm now. i said bhabhi am getting sleep please show my bed i will go and sleep she said u can use our another bedroom.. for which i said k and thank you..but before going to bed i need to toilet.. she said you can use our attached bathroom.. i straightly went into there bedroom. and opened. They still won't talkabout the pirate attack you know and they never mention their parents.It's awful." That's not unusual. They might never talk about it. It's a psychiatricdefense mechanism. If they were forced to talk about it, the traumamight send them over the edge. You don't try to pump them about it doyou?" No, definitely not, I never mention it." Good. If they ever do broach it, just listen. Don't question them,don't prompt them don't do anything that might elicit a response.However,. With the taste of him still on my lips, I turned on the water. Feeling the splash along my sensitive skin, I rubbed my thighs together as my hands began working my tender breasts. My pussy throbbed in time with each brush of my thumbs across my nipples. I started thinking about what I could do to him tomorrow. I could have him on his hands and knees, begging me to take him from behind, or maybe, I could use my handcuffs and some rope to tie him to my bed. It would be nice to see him at my. They turned over and showed their pretty pussies as they knelt , I pushed two fingers of each hand in each pussy and as it got easier stuck a third finger, pushing into each wet pussy rhythmically, in and out harder and harder deeper and deeper. Fingers pressing down on the underside of the pelvic bone inside each cunt, thumb massaging the inner labia and each clit. In five minutes or less they were both coming and telling me not to stop, they writhed under my fingers as they went in and out.