Let us come to the story. Basically I’m from Davangere and I studied B.Pharma there. Just beside our home one newly married couple staying and in th...at he s the school teacher and her wife s house wife but well educated and taking tuition for school students in the evening in her home itself. She is very beautiful and slim. Her asset s, 34-30-36 and her name is Sunitha (name changed), aged 32,the heroine of my story.I was so reserved n not talking to any of our neighbors. I don’t have any bad. It was my first clue.I could smell bacon cooking. I marched into the kitchen."Mother, why did daddy cheat on you?" I asked straight away."That's none of your business." She didn't even turn from scrambling the eggs."No it isn't, but I don't want to grow up like father any more. I want to grow up like you."Occasionally, lightning can shoot out of a frying pan. Mother jumped up and nearly hurled the steaming skillet off of the stove. She didn't speak, but she did yelp."I remember how it was, when. I could feel my throat bulge and I would sometimes gag from my jaws and throat being stretched by her giant cock. Finally she ordered me to my hands and knees, "...and get that ass high in the air!"She spread my ass-cheeks wide and I felt her cock at my asshole. With a steady push she stuck her entire cock up my ass. I gasped and dropped my head to the carpet. I could hear her drinking water and then she fucked my ass a few strokes, buried her cock balls deep up my ass and held my. I’d seen girls with pink petals that spilled out of their vulva, flowers blooming bright. Every girl I looked at, I just wanted to pull down their skirt, see their panties, then take them off.Curiosity burned across my thoughts.I hardly even noticed the boys. Why would I? Who cared what dumb things they had in their boxers. Cocks? Those just made me feel disgusted. Pussy was what I was curious to see. To compare to my own. I licked my lips, just aching to see them all.To my surprise, my sister.