I bought two cars, a Tata Indica and a Maruti Ritz and started looking for drivers. And then started the struggle! Reality kicked in, the scarcity of ...drivers, the sheer unprofessionalism, their tantrums. I almost lost one of my cars till I somehow traced the driver who just tossed the keys to me with absolutely no fear or remorse. Suddenly it didn’t sound like a good idea. Not even a bad idea, it was a terrible idea.I was feeling really down as Rs11 lakhs were invested and I was looking at two. My nightshirt was in tatters and we finally just cut it off so that we could daub all the cuts with peroxide. We didn’t have nearly enough bandages to cover every injury.”“Uh, Mom? If you cut your shirt off, what clothes were you wearing?”“Well, honey, that’s kind of where this story is going,” Kate replied. “Other than my underpants, I had nothing else on. And I couldn’t put another shirt on because I was still bleeding from dozens of little cuts. It took about an hour for the bleeding to stop. She got on the bed, swung a leg up over me, reached under like she's done this a million times, and lowered down until I could feel my cock begin going inside. It went in much easier than when I did Debra or Becca. Jenn's pussy has been fucked by our dad whose cock must be bigger and she's gotten more used to it. Still, though, she sure felt good when she started rocking back and forth on me."I fuck good, don't I, big brother?" she asked as I rubbed her breasts."Oh, you sure do, Jenn. Oh, I. Two fingers swiftly in her cunt, I stimulated her g-spot vigorously, her juices flowed freely the harder I did it to her. I slipped a third finger in her anus and her moans became a high-pitched whine as she started to gush. I got between her legs and tasted the juices coming from her cunt. She was totally under my control."I need to spank you, woman", I said, and obediently and without demur, she got on her knees and, as she did so, reached for the drawer in the bedside cabinet and produced.