‘I need to make you forget this,’ she told me gently. ‘This?’ I asked, not comprehending for a moment. ‘You mean … this? Us?’ I really l...ost it. My throat began to clutch in sympathy as soon as I saw her tears, and now my own began to flow freely. Could she actually do such a thing? Erase something so significant from my memory? ‘No!’ I blurted. ‘Please! Oh, Jean, why?’ ‘It’s not for me!’ she told me, pleadingly. ‘It’s for my sister!’ I was really confused now. ‘Jo?’ I asked, but she shook her. Sale gandu ruk kyon gaya, chod na apni didi ki choot apne lund ke dhakke se.” Mai didi ki baton ko sun kar un ko ankhe phar phar kar dekhne laga. Waise didi ki muh se gali bahut acchee lagee. Didi ne apni kamar uchal kar mera lund apne choot me phir se le liya aur mujh se boli, “mere acchee bhai, kyon tarpa raha. Aur 10-20 dhakke mar aur meri choot ka pani nikal de. Mai ab jharne wali hun. Is samay tu apni chudai jari rakh aur meri choot mar.” Mai didi ki bat sun kar phir se didi ko chodna. She resisted moving onto her back and continued her ministration on my dick. By now I was moving my hips up to meet the strokes of her oiled hand. All I could do was moan and let her work. Finally, I said, “Gracie, I really need to fuck you.” She took her mouth off my nipple long enough to reply, “Oh come on. Let me have some fun.” I tried to relax my muscles and let her continue. And continue she did. With only a slight increase of speed, she pumped me. Occasionally she would use her thumb to. Cree’s main office.Laura gently sat down on the edge of one of the two chairs facing Mr. Cree’s big oak desk. “Water would be nice, please.”Although she couldn’t see it, Mr. Cree must have had a small refrigerator behind his desk because he reached down and pulled out a cold bottle of water. “Here you go.”Laura reached out to accept the bottle. Still nervous, she slowly sat back fully in her chair. Something on his computer monitor had caught his eye and he started typing, “Sorry about this,.