.. Maybe."Daddy, Mommy, and Baby?" she asks again."And you're the Daddy?" I pose.She nods and gives me the most hopeful look. I melt a bit. I wonder i...there is something I wouldn't do for her. Maybe earlier this week, Iwould never have considered cross-dressing for her. Today I am weighingit. It would justify dressing up without expressing my desire to do so..."So who would I be?" I force her to ask me."I don't know," she says meekly."The uncle?" I offer expecting her to reject it."No. No. She was wearing a white shalwar and black Qamiz. My dick was getting erect as she bend to pick the cassette from the floor. I saw a complete view of her boobs and I was feeling aroused in my pants. She saw my eyes seeing her boobs but pretended that she had seen nothing. Now when the movie was on she was sitting beside me on the bed and we both started to watch the movie. As the movie went on, a couple of scenes came in between, in which there was a little bit kissing and boobs pressing. I. I am so blessed."Sameena lifted her beautiful face up as her brother brought his face down to kiss her on the lips. Her mouth opened automatically as soon as her brother's lips touched hers. Shaad pushed his tongue deep inside his sister's sweet mouth as it duelled with her tongue. Brother and sister kissed as their saliva exchanged mouths. They both greedily devourer each other's mouth as if they had not kissed for years. In fact Shaad had cleverly managed to evade all house help and managed. I told her to hold her club and address the ball. She did. I fixed her club position. And I told her to take a half-swing. She did it wrong I told her how to do it properly. “Your hips are supposed to stay fixed. Your upper body, your shoulder, should do the turning.” She tried again and still failed. I made my move.I got behind her, and held her waist firmly. She gasped. Pretending to ignore it, I said, “Move your club up to the half-swing position.” She struggled a bit and did it. “Do it.