Ab me story pe aata hu Aaj se 2 shal pehle jab me 8 shal bad apne gaw gaya hua tha morning me gaw ke chok pe ane friend se milne gaya hua tha tab gow ...ke hand pamp pe muje ek kubsurat se kadki pani barte najar aai use dekkar yesha lag rha tha ke is yahi pakadke chod do But nahi ho sakta tha mene uski taraf dekha or ek smil di wo tirchi najro se muje gurne lagi. or whase chali gai jane ke bad jab me apne friend se mila or mera bahcpan me ek bast friend tha usko ham bahut satate the muje uski yad. I was shocked and stoked at the same time. He said his day was about as fun as a sandpaper dildo. And asked how my day was. We chatted for about 2 hours. He asked to see some pictures of me. Which i gladly sent. He told me i looked beautiful which made me blush more then i ever had before. Then i had to tell him about my wheelchair and if he didn't want to talk anymore i would understand. To which he replied. Is that supposed to run me off or something. I was amazed. . First, assuming that you’ve never shaved before, we’ll need to trim down what’s there. Then we’ll put a hot washcloth on it to soften up the hairs a bit, makes shaving it a little easier. Then we’ll lather it up and shave what’s left.” I started. “And the most important part at the end is to put on another hot washcloth and make sure you put on lots of lotion to keep it soft and stop any ingrown hairs. Plus, it feels better!”“Um, OK that sounds like it won’t be that bad.” she said. “Can I take. She nodded in agreement and blushed. This was my 1st steo towards making my dream of fucking my own sister a reality. I took her near to window and placed my hands on her shoulders .she shuddered a bit i moved my hands on her arms and asked to note the feeling she became a bit nervous but nodded her head very. Then i slowly moved my handover her on her waist and belly region. She looked in protest towards me i smiled and comforted her by fondling her cheeks…after caressing her soft body off and.