Rathore sir – Bilkul beta.Main – Thik hai. Aap yahi ruko. Main aata hu.Fir main mummy ke room mein chala gaya. Mummy bed pe ekdum nangi leti hui t...hi. Shayad unhe bhi chudaas lag rahi thi. Main andar gaya aur seedha meri mummy ke pairo ke paas baith gaya. Aur dheere se apna haath se unke pairo ko sahlaane laga.Fir main apna haath upar le jaane laga aur Leela ki siskari dheere dheere nikalne lagi.Mummy – Kya kar raha hai beta. Rathore ji bahar hai.Main – Unhi ke liye hi to aaya hu meri Leela.Ye. She publicly declared her everlasting love to me in a few long public poems at my wall.She followed it up by either neglect of my messages or playing her 'games', how unfair.She sometimes seems 'posessed' by the 'bad witch' she met in that lake. It's her 'wall'.How big the bad luck of losing her identidy here, a fortnight before her eighteenth.How big the bad luck she started a new one immediately, less honest, only her age not.How bad the change from an obnoxious 'Gothic' girl with some 'dark. You hips rise up, slamming back against me, and you're moaning, saying "yes, yes, Oh GOD YES!" I grab your hips and thrust against you, flexing as hard as I can, trying to grow three more inches for your pleasure. You groan as my cock brushes the end of your pussy, and you feel me swelling inside you. I lean back, thrusting my hips hard into you again, and you feel my cock throb, then jerk, spewing a gallon of cum deep inside your fiery cunt. We both moan and shudder, and you're grabbing one. She satyed back at home, when dad came for lunch cum fuck break, she pulled him to her room and asked for a fuck. She said if asshole is the only concern, than why maid? He was convinved too and had a fuck.Now came a big turn in our family, dad wasn’t fucking maid anymore, and sometimes he would spent the night with neetu. Later she would come to my room with ass filled with dad’s cum. I didn’t mind fucking her pussy or used ass. In few days i said neetu, if you are fucking father and brother,.