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All you could've heard was a sigh from Jessy... or me clearing my throat, even tho I didn't really need to. Once we arrived home, I fuck parked next to dads truck, and unbuckled my seat belt. Jessy tried to do the same but the passengers seat belt stuck and she looked at me confused. "Sorry, it gets stubborn every now and then..." I said to her reaching out to help her. I tried simply pressing it harder and pulling but it didnt't work. Then I positioned myself in front of Jessy trying to fix it, it was jammed big time, so I pulled hard while sweating all along cause in front me, once again was Jessy and all I could think of was don't look down, don't look down, don't look... and of course, I was looking down at her cleveage; and that's when I fixed the seat belt. I know cause damn metal thing hit me in the nose and it hurt as hell. Jessy started laughing like crazy trying to ask me if I was okay to which I didn't answer being real mad about the stupid seat belt as if Jessy broke it on purpose. I knew she did not, but that's what made it worse; I was planning on maid fixing that shit for weeks but didn't, and now my car had his cold revenge on me for not taking good care of it, and I couldn't complain cause it had every right to do so. What happened next was.. well, let's say my nose didn't hurt too long. Once Jessy stopped laughing at me, and when she realized I was pissed, she started comforting me. "There, there big brother... don't cry; come here." she said half teasingly, wrapped her hands around my head, her fingers interwined on the back of my head as she pulled me into a hug. She placed my face on her shirt, above her breasts and patted the back of my head. I enjoyed the treatment for a few moments, then backed off a bit and with my lips I shaped F YOU , to which she raised her eyebrow, came close to my face as if she wanted to kiss my lips; but instead she went for my ear, whispering: "I might obey your words, big brother..." she paused there for a second then added "... you are my like boss now, after all." Her lips kissed my cheek barely, leaving those words in the air to complete their mission. And oh did they complete it. I was hard in a second, luckily, she jumped out of the car, and went into the house, as I followed her with my eyes. I think there was no delusions no more, I couldn't lie to myself any longer... I wanted her, her gorgeous ass looked asstonishing in those tight jeans ... to ram my hard dick into her, fucking her as hard as I possibly could, her sweet indian young delicious pussy hugging my thick dick as I entered her... I wanted it so bad, there was no doubt about that. But there was also no mistake about that being completely wrong and the truth was I have already done too much damage. I should have stopped her teasing, I should have been the responsible one. She is young, 17 only... 18 next month, but still. I had to get myself together. I entered the house, few minutes after Jess, making sure I was cool down there. As I closed the door dad came to welcome me shaking my hand and hugging me, taking my jacket as if I was a guest; I mean I was you but then again not really. As I said few times now, this was and always will be my home. We chatted as we headed to the living room, we sat and dad offered me a drink which I gladly accepted. I needed it after all that had happened today... and yesterday... a whole bottle wouldn't be enough, but for now I'll satisfy my needs with one drink. We sat there, watched champions league, enjoyed our drinks, dad offered me a cigar which I politely refused saying I wasnt in the mood. I remain quiet for the next 10-15 minutes and dad let me be, but then he broke the silence, getting up, closing the living rooms door, and sitting back in his chair, leaning forward, turning up the volume a bit, as he showed to me that he wants to talk to me about something serious I think... or at least something he didn't want mom or Jess to hear: "Michael, I... I don't really know where to start... how to put this" he started weirdly so I waited "... you know how I am sometimes and... I can't help myself. But that means it wasn't a dream. At first he’d said that he wasn’t sure but in the end I like made him promise that he’d be back the next weekend. Every window and piece of glass maid shattered, the man now howling louder than ever. When you we stood there I looked down at all our legs and saw that we were all standing with our feet about shoulder width apart. indian My pussy clenched about her girl-dick, savoring that wonderful girth. Yes, "what is your name?" Thrusting into her cunt again, he slid her further off the bed. I needed that, and it was great.” She said. Smita had a nice, circular and deep navel. “Well I suppose that we do have 15 minutes of your appointment left.” She reached forward with one clawed hand and dug her nails into the skin of Frank's chest, drawing five red marks down his sternum to his stomach. He sniffed my ass and started to lick like he fuck did before.