Laiye is bhog ko mai choosu.Kehke didi baba ke lund ko choosne lagi, upar niche kar supade ko chatne lagi.Baba pade pade didi ke chusai se maze me sis...kariyan lete huye jhulte chucho ko dekh raha tha. Kuch der bar didi ko rok ke, khud uth ke baith gaya.Baba—-vats ab wardan dene ka waqt ho gaya hai.Didi ekdum khus ho gayi aur baba ke pairo pe gir gayi. Bola—-yani ap prasanna ho gaye prabhu? Mere papa ki naukri to ho jayegi na?Baba—-avasye vats, par ab saree puri khol do aur let jao.Didi—-prabhu. .. I don't know what.........we'll think of something............." " I love it when you make me beg for it....." "Do you like the way I'm rubbing my puss for you to see? I know you would love to taste me, but alas, that can never be now.......that makes me very sad, Denis, and that is the truth, not part of any game..but fuck all that sadness.....All I can think of is to play the game of teasing you..........and what I call the dom game Rachel and I are going to tease you and draw out the sex. John groaned, his pace now quickening as he watched Miss Marshall toy with his daughter's immature cunt. Caroline reached between her own legs, her fingers pulling her flesh apart."There!" Miss Marshall breathed.She pushed her fingers into Sarah's little cunt, and then drew them out, letting them reappear gleaming with wetness. "Are you ready to become my little pain tart now?" she asked, sliding her fingers back in again.Sarah quivered and panted, her eyes growing unfocused on the mirror. That was music to my ears in more ways than one. I stood and just looked at her for a minute. Her back was to me as she stood at the stove. She had put on the same T shirt she'd had on the night before. Being a tall woman, the shirt covered only half her buttocks. They were bare.I hadn't put on the jock strap. I hadn't even seen it. It would have been handy just about then.I must have made a sound, because she turned and her face lit up. The relief in my stomach was palpable."Hi. I was just.