But if what I did was wrong, what did you call it? And if it didn’t have a name, then was it wrong?I awakened to something, but not like a slap on t...he forehead. It was something I slowly acknowledged. In all my thoughts and worries and concerns about having sex with my stepbrother, I hadn’t once wondered at the fact I’d had sex with another male. When I finally did think about that my reaction was, ‘so what?’It just didn’t seem that important, at least not in the light of my other. “Jiju, it is badam milk for extra strength. It is a full night out, so don’t think you can sleep after one round”.Well, the milk was lukewarm now and the aromatic milk was extra sweet and awesome. The almonds were hand-crushed by her and highly flavored. When we reached the last sip, I got an idea and splashed it on her, shaking the almond powder over her chest and navel. She kept her glass aside with the last sip and looked naughtily, “Now what, Jiju?”I started licking the milk and almonds. However, on this night she obliged to enjoy the 69. As she was sucking my cock I entered a finger into her pussy as I munched on her clit. She was moaning with my cock in her mouth as I began rubbing her asshole. She didn't complain this time so I decided to push my luck and stick a finger in her ass. I have done this one other time but she said take it out immediately. However, she allowed me to slip it in and out a few times before saying " I don't want that". I took it out an continued. It kinda moves straight up and bends over at the top and goes into the garage." Hmm. I'll check it out in the morning when the sun's out."Whatever. It was just a garage door.Jack went to open the front door and it was locked. He shrugged his shoulders and rang the doorbell. It took a while for June to open it."Sorry, Guys. I didn't think. I locked it like I always do when I came in."Jack said, "If you don't want us, we can always go back home."Bozo just snaked his way between us and went on in..