After a while, they both slept.The next morning, Naman was a little afraid but Ruhi didn’t remember anything from the night. Naman’s lust wasn’t... satisfied yet. After breakfast when Ruhi went to bath, he tried to peek from the outside window.Naman had developed an indescribable lust toward his sister. He started rubbing his cock on her ass every night.One night Naman thought of removing his sister’s pajamas. He slowly started lifting her pajamas down and then he saw his sister’s humongous ass,. ..By CCSondraIt is important that I introduce you to the "girls", as they played avery important part in my growing gurlishness. That is especially trueof Phyliss, but I'll get to that later. Let me begin by introducing youto Rose. You could say that she was the matriarch of the group, and shecarried herself with all of the grace and commanding presence of a Queen.Rose was the wife of the owner of Waverly Florist, which was a few blocksfrom where I grew up. Her husband Bill had accomplished. I slowly drew my wet tongue over her clit encircling her hard clitoris. Lucy began to caress her own breasts through her bra, drawing her fingers over the increasingly erect nipples. She began to tweak and squeeze her nipples, moaning as she did so. She laid back on the table and relaxed as she took the pleasure from my tongue and her own hands. Before long she began to groan and arch her back as she approached her first climax. Her breathing became faster and faster and her moaning louder. And there he was, standing there in the foyer, a man grown and the rightful Lord and Master of her home, returned at last. Silmaria stared at him, watched him, and her jaw set in stubborn anger. She hated him. Bad enough that the Noble had left his home, his birthright, and his people in the hands of an incompetent, power grabbing, lazy oaf like Steward Jonor. Bad enough he had let House IronWing fall into neglect and disorder, let his servants and people who depended on him turn into.