Tabhi mousi ne aunty ke saree pa pallu nikala aur blouse k upeer se chuchi ko dabana chalu kiya aur ek hath sarre ke andar dal kar panty ke upeer se c...ut ko ragad rahi thi.maine aunty k muh k andar apna jeev se uski jeev se chat raha tha aur mera ek hath blouse ke andar dal ke uske nipple ko kinch raha tha , dusra hath meri mousi ki chut mai dal kar apni ungliya andar bahar kar raha tha waa kya nazara tha ye .Phir maine aunty ko khada kiya aur uske lips ko chumte chumte gardan tak gaya blouse. I couldn’t invite you to the funeral. I’m sorry about that.”“Sorry? You’re Dad wouldn’t have wanted me there to begin with. Look, I’m sorry about your Dad, man.”“We never saw eye-to-eye. We were never on the same level. But nowadays I’m starting to see what he saw.”“No, no, no! Don’t let that happen. You don’t want to turn out like he did.”“I know we never agreed on anything, but I see what he was talking about—about things like money and white people.”“What about white people? You have no. It isn't unusual for one of them to spend the night with us. But the worst part is during the day when those boys have almost free rein. And of course it will get a lot worse in the second three weeks when they can finally fuck us." Lara, this is very, very important. You have to do what they say. If you don't..."She couldn't go on for a moment. She started sobbing loudly again and said, "Oh god! If you don't..."She couldn't even say it! I don't know what it was they did to terrify her like. Topics of discussion were kept safe, since we couldn't talk about the orgy the day before, but it didn't bother us in the least.We hugged Jilly and Jessica goodbye in the parking lot, before Dad, Mom, Tommy and I headed home so Tommy and I could get repacked to leave that afternoon. I would drop him off at his hotel outside DC on my way back to Baltimore. He would commute to his work assignment with a coworker from his company, who had rented a car, then return to Chicago at the end of the next.