Fir kuch der baaten karate hue usane mujhe apane ghar ka pata aur samay bata diya, tab mujhe pata chalaa ki vo bhee pune ki rahane vaali thi aur usane...mujhe din aur samay bhi diya.Ab mai usaki batai huii tarikh us samay aur ṭheek pate par pahunch gayaa jisake baad mainne daravaje par lagee ghnṭee ko bajaayaa tab kuchh der baad daravaja khula aur mere saamne ek 38 saal ki bahut hi sundar gori gori bhabhi khadi hui thi usako pahale se hi pata thaa ki mai aaj usake ghar par aane valaa tha isalie. I gently wove my fingers through you thick, curly hair and grasped, now pushing you down to your knees. You opened my robe, untied my pajamas and, with the fingers of my left hand still firmly grasping your hair, you began to caress my hard cock, my tight, soft balls. You gently massaged my sack, feeling the nuts inside. The sensation was wonderful. You began to kiss the silky tip of my priapus, tasting the earthy, salty drops of pre-come. ‘Oh yesss. My baby girl.’ The music was still filling. He was probably going to wait a while until he was sure my parents were asleep, I told myself. He had more self control than I did, apparently. The best thing I could do, I decided, was to grab a book and try to distract myself until he came up. I found some old mystery novel in the closet. The plot didn’t sound familiar, so I opened to page one and started reading. I ‘read’ page one for a long, long time. My mind kept wandering to Robby and thinking about that morning. I shifted a bit. You genuinely cared about me and Reyna,about Mia and Kylie and Maisie, about Al and Nichole and Tatum. Deepinside, you are a good kid who is tainted by years of jealous boystelling you about how bad your sister is. They'll never know Megan likeyou know her: the caring sister who helped you when you were sick andensured that you passed a test even though she had her own the next day.The girl who made others feel bad for teasing you over a bad gradebecause your teacher made a mistake that nobody.