I make periodic passes to catch what I miss Wich is why there's not that much written yet. I am trying my best. Also I refuse to write out numbers. It...'s a thing with me. Why write "twentyfive" when u can just write "25".It's was the start of spring brake when 5 friends desired to have a bonfire on a secluded stretch of beach.There was Sam aka Samantha Carter. She was a first read head with bangs covering half her face and the rest pulled back into a pony tail. The was very athletic watch. Mami mare kamra ma soti thi kyuki hamara ghar two bhk tha aur mummy papa aur sister eak kamra ma . Aab ma wapas story pe aata hu , rat ko mami bed k eak side ma soti aur ma dushra side ma sota bich ma unka beta sota tha. Aab ma wapas story pa aata ho. Rat ko ma kambal oad kar soya houa tha jis sa ma bar bar garmi sa jag raha tha . Rat k 3 baje jab ma jaga to mane mami ko dekha to ma dekta raha gaya .Mena dekha mami na aapni sari aapne pet tak utha rakhi thi aur unki light pink color ki panty. The hand moved from her mouth, but before she could let loose another scream her mouth was covered with strong tape. His grip on her wrists tightened, and he dragged her to the nearest picnic table. She was terrified, worried she might have made her last ill-planned run, when she felt his right hand slide from her wrist and up her shirt. She gasped as he cupped her breast, and was surprised to feel a gush of wetness flood between her legs. It wasn't urine - she was ENJOYING this, she realized,. I wanted to know if she was going to do it again but didn’t dare ask. I could barely look at uncle Vince all evening. When I announced I was going to bed, aunt May told me I could have a lie-in in the morning. The was no point in me getting up just because uncle Vince had to go to work. The following morning, I listened to the sounds of breakfast activity downstairs, but made no attempt to get up. I had woken up with my usual ‘morning wood’ and desperately needed a wank. I was confused..