The time I entered the room, he slapped me and said, lanja intha sepa. He was really treating me like a slave. He was smoking and put his dick in my m...outh and holding my hair and pushing his 6 in dick all the way in, I was about to vomit and I did it in my bedroom. He slapped me. Then, he got a belt and he started hitting me with a belt.I was telling him Vishal please stop it, the moment I open my mouth he was betting me very badly and held my hair and put me on the bed and started fucking me.. “Don’t make a sound, baby," he whispered into my ear as he squeezed my tits hard.I was stunned and just staring at us in the full length mirror as those big hands squeezed and mauled my tits, my nipples now achingly hard. I was so getting extremely turned on by his touch so when he started kissing at my soft neck as he kept ravaging my tits, and pinching my nipples. I couldn't help myself and my right hand slipped down to my panties and I moaned quietly. They were already damp as my fingers. Helen's baby was getting some attention even before it was borne. One of the crewmen had started a betting pool on what day the baby would be born and what gender it would be. Most of the men were betting on a boy; I suppose that was because they thought that a boy would be appropriate to balance up my family. I was amused by the whole thing, since I did not care which way it turned out—I was going to love it just as much, no matter whether it was a boy or a girl. Helen was aghast when she. By now, I had a few wisps of pubic hair and had begun to masturbate. I realized that it felt pretty good, even though I wasn’t making any semen yet, it made me feel a sense of release. I wasn’t looking forward to showing my sister my changes just yet. For her, other than being a little taller, she hadn’t changed. Nancy, being eager to start up right where we left off, took charge. Having gotten up as soon as our parents left for work, she walked over to my bed. We shared a room until I.