No matter how hard she tried she couldn’t get any pleasure. That’s when she looked and saw me masturbating I thought she would scream and shout bu... she said nothing. The way I was standing she could have seen my cock and how big it was. Still she kept quiet and finished and went to sleep.The next day, my family began to get ready for the party. When we went to her house and to my surprise she greeted me like as if nothing had happened and another surprise was she was wearing a transparent saree. Again, I felt guilty, but decided I shouldn't. My sister was beautiful, and I knew it. I had always known it. Finally, she had calmed down enough to speak. She pulled her face out of my shoulder, and I saw her in full make-up. I suppose it was waterproof, because only her eyeliner had run at all, and only very slightly. I realized again, she looked stunning. Her soft, blue eyes, shiny with tears, looked into mine, and her bright pink lips managed a slight smile. I stretched myself across my bed. She gave up and burying her face in the cushion at the end of the divan she now began to sob pitifully.I hung on a pivotal point between running out of the room and going to her. I decided that running away would be pointless and cruel. I had seen her and she knew I had, and we either talked about it now or it would hang over us like a Damocles sword, there, but never spoken of.I went to her and sitting on the divan I took her by the shoulders and drew her to me. Her head was lying against my. . or rather attempted to have sex, was a month or two after the proposal. Danny had been a bit drunk, but not too drunk, Bibi thought. So she had dressed up sexy for him, and prepared a candlelit dinner with a good bottle of wine.After the dinner Bibi put on some music, and put on a strip show for Danny, finishing her performance with giving him a lap dance, wearing only her sexy black stockings and high heels. Bibi was pleased when she felt his crotch, and found that his cock was hardening in.