She was always in tight clothes that showed off her perfect hourglass figure. Plus she was extremely flirty. I couldn’t really blame dad for falling...for her.“Your father has always been like this. I should have never married him.” mom said, still crying.I gently held mom’s chin and lifted her head. “Hey now, if you weren’t ‘married to him I wouldn’t be born.” I said and smiled at her. I gently kissed her forehead, which seemed to calm her down. Mom hugged me tighter. I moved down and kissed her. I love you." You have great love in you. It is why I can work in you." I feel so weak." My strength is made perfect in your weakness. Rest now, and be refreshed."Malcolm surfaced; he was laying on his back. Thin curtains allowed daylight to illuminate the room. Sasha's head was still resting on his shoulder, her body moulded to his. For the first time he saw the reddish lights in her brown hair, making it about the colour of a fresh chestnut. He was fascinated; captivated might be a better. I was aching for the real thing now, as all the masturbation could not answer what sex was really like, so one night I plucked up the courage to go over to the man opposite (I considered him a man because of his age, 13 years older than I was) and ask him if he would fuck me. I pulled on a summer frock of thin cotton, one that allowed you to see my naked form with the sun behind me, and went across to where he was sitting on his doorstep. I was always a very practicable girl, exacting, precise. ” I said, “I will be eating you also. But you are my sweet dessert which I will eat after my food.” We both had food and I told her to take a bath and get ready till then I will clean the table, then I will also take a bath.She went to her room. After around 45 minutes we both came out. I was stunned looking at her. For me, that moment was like a shocking scene of Ekta Kapoor’s serial. Now I went near her and picked her up in my arms. I took her to my bedroom where I had done all the.