She did not know but was happy to go on. What in the end stalled her was the view of her own hands on him, her nails still coated with the dried blood... she had not been able to remove in the quick cleanup she had been allowed at the police station. Horror made her recoil, the loss on his face, in his eyes, stopped her. Well, then, they would start this celebration of life in the shower. She guided him to the bathroom in silence. There was nothing to say. The water was hot and clear, washing away. Phir ham log ek innova hire karke masoriee keliye nikal pade. Gadi me driver ke pass koi nehi betha middle seat me Nihar or Gita bethe or ham Deepak or me piche seat me bethe. Raste me Deepak meri chuchi dabata tha or kahi kabhi chut me ungli karta tha or me bhi kabhi kabhi neche beth ke Deepak ka lund chus ke rabdi kha leti thi. Phir adhe raste ke bad Gita or Nihar ne phiche agaye or ham dono middle me chalegaye or wo dono bhi piche beth ke maze karne lage. Ese karte karte ham log Mosoree. Her long blonde hair, her moist, full, red lips, and that cheeky, come-hither look in her emerald-green eyes were just the beginning. A wiggle of her tight little ass could set any man's pecker throbbing... particularly mine since we lived under the same roof.Yeah, I remembered many hot and sweaty encounters with Lena in her room... my room... the bathroom... even once in Mom and Dad's waterbed. Oh well, that was all coming to an end... or so I thought.The bridegroom was my friend, Darren. He. “aaj kafi der se shuru kiya naa es liye jaldi mein tha aur waise bhi kafi der se wait bhi to kar raha tha”Dad – “bechare ki to haalat kharab ho rahi hogi entazaar mein hai na!”Mom – “wo to hai bechara pagal ho raha tha, jaate hi mere upad toot pada jungly janwar ki tarah”Dad – “kya baat hai aj chooha hi billi par tood pada, kya baat hai ! Etni jaldi apna jaadoo us par chala diya”Mom – “aur kya main hoon hi aisi ! Jub tum mere jaadoo se bach nahi paye to wo to abhi naya hai”Ye ka kar mom dad ko.