Kyoki papa government job pe the to unki abhi salary hame milti thi islia hame koi problem nhi tha.Aur hamari life achhi tarah chal rhi thi .Par ek pa... apki zindgi badalne ke liye kafi hai ye hi hamare sath bhi hua.Ek bar mom shadi me kahi bahar gayi thi aur gharpe mai aur ashok kaka hi the .Mai abhi khana kha rha tha to achanak muze peshab lag gayi islia mai bathroom ki taraf gaya to dekha ki ashok mom ki panty me muth mar raha tha aur kah raha ki asha ek bar agar teri chud mil to maja aa jaye. By the time I had accomplished that task, Megan had moved around to my side of the desk and wiggled her bottom onto the edge facing me.I tried to start light conversation several times but Megan didn’t respond. We ended up eating in silence, pausing only to sip our wine. As I ate, I realized how hungry I really was and was thankful for the opportunity to just eat. Part way through our ‘dinner’, Megan kicked her high heels off. As they thumped on the floor, she raised one stocking foot and. There was no question that I was starting to have feelings for my step-sister. The question was what to do about it. Marcia, or Marcy as we called her, was developing a bit of a reputation in her teen years. I had heard various tales of her sexual escapades, including stories of her with other girls. How much of it was true, I really was not sure. The one thing I knew was that she was occupying my thoughts more and more. If my dad knew, he would kick my ass no doubt. If my step-mom Denise found. “Babuji, what are you doing?! I am feeling something inside. I don’t know what is happening to me,” she asked him again with her cute eyes.“This is how a man worships a woman,” he said slowly and kissed her cheek.“Ah…,” she moaned.“Oh dear..” he pulled her closer.“Do you want to feel that more?” he asked nibbling her ear.“Yes babuji…yes,” she said panting.He moved close to her and pecked her on the lips.“Babuji….,” she shouted again.“Vasavi, this is very common. I am showing my love to you. Be.