Bad me didi apne kapde utar ne lagi wo hamesa jeans or t-shirt hi pahenti he to pahele t-shirt uteri to me dekhta hi rahe gaya kyu ki didi k bade bade... boobs bra k bahar aa rahe the or didi bahot gori he to us par black bra bahot hi sexy lag rahi thi. Didi ne apne boobs ko ek hath se pakda or khelne lagi jisse uski tits badi ho gai did use daba rahi thi meri to halat hi kharab ho gai. Me mera lund nikal kar muth marne laga kya nazara tha. Phir didi ne apni pent uteri or unhone pink panty paheni. He reached into his inside coat pocket and pulled out a 9mm pistol. I froze for a second and was cursing myself for being all sorts of a fucking idiot and tensing up ready to launch myself at him when he offered it to me. ‘My names Bob ‘he said,’ I do a bit of collection work, getting money from people who don’t like to pay. This sort of thing comes in handy’ It finally clicked with me, he was a hard man but in a small town, he would have asked around about me and found out I was a hard man. I said it would be even better if the girls were topless after all we did have our cocks out. Lisa said if they got their tits out then me and gary would have to be completely naked. It's a deal we both said. The girls took their tops off and removed their bras. My eyes were all over Carolines tits. They were Smaller than Lisa's tits but perfectly pointed with lovely big nipples. Lisa asked if I was enjoying Carolines tits and I said yes very much. Come on then boys strip off Lisa said. I stood. " She didn't tell you any such thing."Brenda nodded, knowingly. "She told me everything. She still wears the shirt you gave her." If you're talking about the yellow jersey, she gave it to me and I gave it back after I'd worn it a few times." I knew that. She gave you the shirt when she was teaching you how to dance; only you didn't dance after you started doing it."Surely, Alice hadn't told her daughter about those Saturday afternoons when we met in the center cottage on the pretense of her.