The dressing was just what I did, evenings were always rather easy but the weekends much more intense.A typical weekend would start Friday evening whe...n I returned home from school, straight into the bath, made myself as clean as possible and then into the clothes I had laid out before I went to school that morning. Nothing too outlandish, just the usual smart/classical styles, the nicer, smarter clothes were saved for Saturday and Sunday.The main difference was that by the time that my sister. "You are amazing." Thank you, sir," Shanika blushed."You know, we could go fetch your things now," he went on. "Why don't you get into those sweats I layed out for you and we'll go do that."The black woman thought about protesting that he didn't have to do that for her. But she could tell that he really wanted to help her that way. She recognized the fact that it wasn't her place to object. "Yes, sir," she said. "I'd surely appreciate that." Ok, then," he said, sitting up.Shanika climbed out of. I missed both but went on with life. Dad married his then girlfriend and got settled with me in between the two of them. Sangeeta my stepmom proved to be a good friend to me and relieved me from time and again to overcome tensions drooling around. We used to hang on at parties, movies, shopping malls and at bed very often. Whenever dad wasn’t around she was the best mate that I had in life, being just 10 years older to me I usually call her by name and she says dear. I got a mom, sis, friend in. Within seconds I was rewarded with the sweet warm juices as they washed down onto my chin. I pulled my fingers out and dropped down a bit, pushed my tongue right into her hole as deep as I could to suck the juices out and at the same time, put the two fingers I had pulled out up into her mouth, for her to clean up, which she greedily did.I took her there and then in the missionary position, on the river bank and made her cum again, this time just as I blew my load into her. When we'd.