“Now my sexy sister, it’s time to fuck that sweet CHOOT of yours.”“Yes Bhaiya, fuck your horny sister. Give her the first cock of her life. Fu...k her before her husband can taste her CHOOT with his LUND” I rubbed my cock through her dripping pussy, coating it with her juices. She moaned as my cock made contact with her clit.“You want it, beg for my LUND, Didi? You better beg.”“Please Bhaiya, fuck me. I need your cock. Ohhhhh Bhenchod fuck me … .chodo Bhaiyaa … .apni behan ko chodo, mere bhai …. Still, another few minutes won't hurt. It will still be a dark, dreary January, after yet more of my spunk gets spilled. I bloody love wanking. Now I know how to do it right. Took a while though. Sure, we had the 'birds and bees' chat. Me and Dad. Well, he just sort of mumbled some stuff and I sat looking at my feet. “It's okay Dad, we do have sex ed at school,” I said. That was it. Job done, he scarpered back downstairs to safety. I pull my legs up and deftly flip the top half of the duvet. I would miss the pre-fucking oral and tease but the need was urgent, The feel of his rough hands thoroughly lubricating me was divine and already I felt the warmth. Leant over the bench to the sound of what Badger called his favorite bonding music, the "1812 Overture". I awaited Badger's presence. Like the overture his fuck would rise to a crescendo with the guns blasting at about the same time as he presented me with his final deep thrust, when he grunted and groaned and I knew he was there. . The assembly wound down with a few random announcements from the assistant principals, teachers, coaches, and the janitor (just kidding) about events coming up, student parking problems, athletic season ticket sales, all the things that make a high school run, and then Fletcher resumed the podium.“School dismissed.”“YES!” The eight of us, who had been sitting together for mutual support, jumped up with arms raised. Kids around us looked and grinned and then gave us the “thumbs up.”Barbara said.