Mai dopahar mai vaapas aya tab maa shayad kamre mai sone chali gayi thi our aunty sofe par baithi thi ..Maine poocha ki padma kaise hai to unhone kaha... ki abb thik hai our kaha ki …..Abhi thodi der pahele call aya tha teri chichi ka unke ghar pooja hai hum sabko bulaya hai unhone to maine kaha ki maine kaha are wa chalo chalet hai to unhone kaha ki kamine tune jo dopahar mai baating ki thi ske vajah se teri bahen out ho gayi hai usko aaram karna padega our uske sath koi ek rahena padega ek kaam. Vidhi – aanh ,kya kar rahe hein….ummh ,badmash ,choriya na plz..mei yahii soch raha tha ki aakhir ye dono meri vidhi ke saath aisa kya kar rahe honge……..jaane kyu mera lund khara hone laga……the heat of the situation was geeting to me…woh dono to meri vidhi ko train mei hi achhe se chodne ka poora mann bana chuke the….meine neeche jhanka, to neeche ki saamne wali bert pe vidhi ka dupatta para tha, meine himmat karke apne neeche wali bert pe jhanke ki koshish ki..light band thi par window is itni. I started to dress more like a slut. Short skits. Suspenders. Corsets. I had also become more comfortable with my body as well. My hole was tight as could be. Like everyone, i started with fingers, one, two .....before moving on to small toys. After a few months, i had graduated to a 9 inch dildo.....although i still struggled. I felt so hot. So right.I had been chatting with other CDs and men on both here and a swingers site. It turned me on SO much. I felt naughty. One night, feeling extra. I pour strawberry shampoo on my hair and wash it, watching the soapy bubbles flow down my 36b boobs, down my stomach and shaven pussy. I put conditioner in my hair and start to caress my body my hands wandering lower and lower down…my head suddenly filled with the images of my brother who seems to be becoming sexier and sexier everyday. My fingers are rubbing my clit, going faster and faster slowly building up my orgasm, I hear myself moaning softly… “mmm Tom… ahh yes…” the next thing I hear is.