Uske muh se nikalti aavaj ko sun kar me chauk gaya…..wo bol rahi thi…sale Prashant….madarchod…..kab chodega apni randi maa ko ??? kab tak plas...tic ke lund se apna gujara karu…..sale bhadwe…..madarchor…..apni maa ko chod de…harami….Me to pagal hi ho gaya..meri maa…muj se chudwana chahti hai….aur me buddhu ki tarah uski bra panty se apna kam chala raha hu…Ab mene Shakeela ko chodne ka decide kar liya tha….sahi mauke ki wait kar raha tha…Mera school ka vacation ho gaya tha…ek din mene mom ko ghar. Instantaneously after her jerk and moan i took off my hand in side her pussy and moved from her as if nothing happened . I was waiting she might hit or kick me for doing this. But, to my surprise she didnot say anything and i could not gatehr my courage to touch her again , though i want to touch and i feel restless. I never took any initiative for next 5 minutes. I am not sure what happened to my sister, she slowly kept her leg on my leg and he is ther for a minute or more and slowly she moved. She looked me dead in the eye and told me to show her. Not asked, not demanded, not pleaded. Told me. Told me like she owned me. I felt compelled to obey her and slid my swimsuit to the side and revealed my now fully rock hard five inches. The hair tie pushed my balls forward and arced my clitty upwards and it throbbed with each heartbeat. They both stared at it blankly for a moment then burst out laughing. The second one called me a fag and the first one snatched the teddy, which was now. I was excited about Mumbai. I had just landed a job here, in the city of dreams. I belong to a small town, but I was finally here in Mumbai. I was glad that Ramesh bhaiyya was in Mumbai.He is the star of our family, the only person settled in Mumbai. He was my idol. I always looked up to him and wanted to be as successful as he was.I didn’t know anything about the local trains, so I asked people around me and boarded to Dadar. Then to Kurla. And finally, to Khandeshwar.I saw a lot of girls in.