I kicked off my training shoes and yanked my jeans to my shins, taking the boxer shorts beneath with them. There was a brief flurry of thrashing legs ...and a couple of muttered curses when my jeans refused to yield to my efforts to be free of them, but I eventually stood in front of my grandmother, hugely erect with excitement, and peeled my tee-shirt over my head.“Oh my,” gran sighed, eyes fixed on my cock. “My oh my.” She looked into my eyes, her face split by a wide grin. “We’re going to have. .. yesterday... I'd done it the way you said... so he... we could wait until we got married." She was vaguely conscious of the minister's hand on her breast but it was a comforting hand and she never dreamed what the good Reverend was thinking.Reverend Gibson's organ swelled at the image of this luscious creature giving her boyfriend a handjob and he couldn't resist giving the firm, hand filling tit-globe a gentle squeeze."Now Julie... it must have been part of God's plan. I'm sure your sister. U : do you find me attractive?M : I don’t know what to say then I said yeah.U : she asked what made me look attractive.M : I am feeling nervous.Then she said its ok you can talk free no problem.Then I told her your figure is awesome,your face is beautiful especially your boobs are so much attractive to me.She felt happy for my compliments and my dick size.M : 6″inch.Whats your measurements?U : y don’t you know it yourself.I understood what she meant and removed her saree and kissed her she too. 'I love her so much,' I thought, shedding more tears. 'All he wanted to do was fuck me for three minutes and go to sleep. He didn't even try to make me cum. She gives me so much more attention and cuddles with me afterward. She always tells me she loves me, but we can't just be homeless. He'll kick us out with a blink of an eye if I just tell him that I'm in love with his daughter.'I scrubbed my entire face for a moment and I peeked back at him. "You just aren't your daughter, John. I want her,.