.. I dunno. Maybe I did have time to completely write that routine, and then made myself forget it? Or ... something," he finished weakly."Why on eart... would you make yourself forget what you'd done?" I asked. "How does that make any sense at all?"Brock shrugged."Maybe he didn't make himself forget." This from Lisa, who spoke up unexpectedly and then seemed to wilt a bit from all the attention that was suddenly focused on her. "Maybe he just forgot to make himself remember."I started at her.. I also licked her madly as her pussy was nicely shaved with only small grown hairs. I also inserted my forefinger and finger fucked her. She was moaning with pleasure and asked me finger fuck her ass also. Her pussy was somewhat loose but her ass really tight. I fingerfucked both the holes for about 10 minutes by which she got an multiple orgasm which made her buttock to jump about 4 times. I than tried to insert my penis into her vagina but she didn’t allow. She caught my penis and brought it. But I also know I’ll keep loving both of you for the rest of my life. You’ll always be my mom and dad. I just found another way to express how I feel about him, that’s all. It’s like a hug ... only way better.”The earnestness in her face, and her calm delivery of the message, was like soothing sunscreen being spread over our backs. Somehow, it made things feel okay again. That she surged forward to put her face between us and hugged us both only heightened the feeling. When she pulled back,. Hello, friends. I am Naveen. I am 25, unmarried. I live with a small family in a small town of Nashik near Mumbai. My mother-Swati is 49 and a housewife. My father-Kamlesh is 56 and in Government service. My sister-Aditi is 29 now.My mother-Swati is an educated and a modern woman. She hardly believes in superstitions. How come then she came to believe in a Swami, you might be wondering? Well, read on. This was about a year back. My sister was 28 then. In spite of a good education, she was.