We might get the old "birds and the bees" conversation from good ole mom and dad, but with the exception of my next point; we aren't taught how to hav...e sex.The catch to that whole situation is the unsaid! NO ONE tells us that we aren't supposed to fall in love with or have sex with certain people. You're just supposed to know. We have this tool in our pants or that moist hot box that does what it does when our brains process what they see as attraction, but we're just supposed to know not to. In weekend I decided to have somebodies hand on my boobs I also wanted it to be touched, pinched and chewed. So decided to bath with laddu on Sunday.To make my plan work I got up at same time and defaulted in doing anything I made sure mom called us both to come out of room after bath, mom wanted to give cloths for washing to our maid, so she told us to have bath immediately. So I told laddu lets bath together. 1st she was surprised but agreed to my suggestion.I went in with laddu, I removed. The front door closed, and I stared at my older brother.Mike clearly had been living on the edge for a while. His hair was greasy and had several gray locks. He had it pulled back into a ponytail to try to hide the length. His formerly heavily muscled frame looked shrunken, and the old t-shirt he wore hung like a dress on his frame. I noticed a teardrop tattoo under his left eye.Lenore hissed as she put a hand on my free shoulder. "What?" I asked."The tattoo either means that man killed. She kissed it lightly on thehead and then guided it between her breasts where she held them up for itto rub up and down between. Derina kept her usual mild smile the wholetime, and after a few seconds of tittyfuck, she opened her mouth and wentdown on the tip of the cock, which pushed up to fully occupy her mouthwhile still undulating between her breasts.Dhoran crossed his arms under his bust, pretending to not be payingattention to the oral his tentacle cock was receiving behind him,.