Un pics ko dekhkar mne apne room m jakar muth mari. Mere dimag m idea aya ki is baat ko use karke m didi ko sex k liye convince kar sakta hu. Raat ko ...inner k baad m didi k room gaya. Didi vaha kuch padri thi.Didi : arre sameer gate par kyu khada hai, andet aja.Me : didi apse kuch baat karni thi.Didi : haan bata kya baat hai.Me : didi apne apne bf se breakup karlia?Didi : haan karlia(thoda hichkichate huye)Me : pakka na didi?Didi : haan mere bhai sachme or m ab uske baare m sochti b nai.Me :. My dad didn’t marry until he was in his 40s. He was 46 when I was born. He was an only kid and by then his parents had died in a plane crash in the 50s. His grandparents and one Aunt also died in the 50s.”“What about your brothers and sisters?”“My sister lives in Chicago with her husband and two kids. My brother lives in my parents’ basement and is basically a complete loser.”“Winter said you’re a karate instructor.”“Yes, I am.”“So you have a black belt?”“I do.”“Is it hard?” she asked.“Not. He would be a lady killer. I know he made me swoon. I squirmed as I started my car. We told Jenny I was going out of town for a medical convention, but really I was going to spend the weekend at the hotel with James and his girlfriend.Two days of hot and wild sex.I rubbed my hand on my tummy every time I had to stop at a light on the way to the Grand Paramount Hotel. I was pregnant. Bred by my own son. I had no idea what I would tell others. I had just found out. I especially worried about my. My breath started to get hard and ragged, and I wanted to blame the pain for that, but the stirring between my legs told me an entirely different story.I moaned, my voice shaky and hoarse. That was the moment they both took a nipple between their teeth and bit down hard. The pain was sharp, twin bolts of lightning that shot through my breasts and traveled directly down to my pussy. I wouldn’t have thought it possible, but I came without anything or anyone touching my sex. One moment I was.