Babhi: meenu tayar hai jaldi se naha le raj aata hi hoga, mai achi tarah nahai sare baal saaf kiye night suit wali pajami aur t-shirt pehan li babhi n...ai sarri dali thi, mai boli babhi kab aaye jijju babhi meri chuchi maslti hu boli kya baat bahut jaldi lagi hai itne mai door bell bazi to babhi boli lo aa gaye, sach mai hi bahar jijju the unke sath unka dost ravi tha babhi ravi ko janti thi ravi nai aate hi babhi ko gale laga kar kiss kiya ravi babhi ko godi mai utha kar room mai aa gaye to mai. "It was the unmistakeable voice of my twin sister Michelle."Yeah, Michelle?" I'm having trouble figuring out which of these dresses I likethe best. Can you help me?" Sure sis, no problem." OK, I'm going to have you try the teal one and I'll try the pink one." What's that?" I want to see them both in the mirror at the same time - so I need someone else to wear one of them." Wouldn't Jenny be a better choice?" You mean, aside from the fact that she's 5 inches shorterthan me?" Shelly, this was not. I heard someone sniff deeply and I knew they’d leant in for a closer look. I used one hand to hold my lips open, giving them a better view. The other was now stroking my swollen clit, flicking it gently from side to side, pressing down harder as the tension built inside me. I felt my orgasm about to start and decided to talk them all through it. ‘I’m going to cum, I’m so close, I’m throbbing.’ I loved the feeling of my tits bouncing up and down, tied together by the clamps as I rode my own. Izzy, demure, fretful and evasive. A girl who wore an air of nobody's business but her own. Samantha just sixteen, a problem sure to happen.That time back from the pub, round at ours with family and friends. Izzy's stoic decorum undone by Beefeater Gin, easing herself on to my knee, her warm backside settling with flagrant disregard for opinion or consequence. Her head against mine, her boozy breath on my neck.Taking familial boundaries for granted, she felt safe with me, never imagining for a.