"Oh shit, oh God, Darla."I lift myself up and feel his cum running out of me."So, how was I? You regret us doing this, Darla?"I put my hands on his ch...est. I bend down and kiss him."I know I would love to hear if you regret fucking my brother. "Steve and I snap our head around and look by the door. I stand up and Brian walks the rest of the way in the room. He slams the door shut."What the hell, Darla? How long have you been fucking my brother behind my back?"I instantly become pissed off. I. Park me baithe baithe hume andhera ho chukka tha…maine kaha “ab ghar chalen yaa…yanhi park me machcharon se katvayogi”. Didi ke chehre par halki se ek muskaan aayi or bench se utthte hue boli “chalo..chalte hain”. Didi ko muskurata dekh maine kaha “ye hui na baat…dekho to hanste hue kitni pyaari lagti ho”. Didi ne pyaar se mere kandhe par ek hath maara or mera hath pakadd ke apne sir mere kandhe se tika kar chalne lagi. Mujhe to aisa lag raha tha jaise mujhe meri pyaari di vapas mil gayi. "When Mark returned, his wife was stroking her lover's broad chest throughhis navy blue T-shirt. Van took the proffered beer, twisted off the cap,and relished a long swallow. Mark stood there wringing his hands, thenrealized how unmanly that was, and let his arms hang by his sides. Thecouple shared a long kiss, with Van fondling Donna's small but shapelybreasts. They broke the contact and she said in a throaty voice, "I'mwearing that lovely perfume you got me, babe." He inhaled and. *Amanda had been sore when our lovemaking had started and was sorer still the morning after, but despite this, as we went about our usual Saturday morning chores, her demeanour was astonishingly normal. I could see she was walking stiffly, and her frequent, visible wincing when sitting down or bending over was a constant and painful reminder to us both of all that had occurred, but she said nothing.As we shared a coffee at the kitchen table mid-morning, she was very much Amanda again. No one.