Her grip on the table and the orgasm caused the table to shake, I growled in her ear as again nipped at her neck pinching some skin between my teeth. ... removed my hand from her pussy and ass so that we could eat. I excused myself to wash my hands, with one that was soaked with her juices. When I got back, we both ate our meal. Afterwards we talked a bit about our relationship and remembering our fun play from the past. This was making her excited and again I teased her pussy but this time not. Next day when I saw my sister in that dress I almost ejaculated. She was only wearing blouse (with no bra) and mundu. My sisters tits were straining against the fabric of the blouse and the nipples were protruding from them. The boobs were jiggling when she was walking and Mundu which was worn below the navel revealed the creamy navel. If the navel was so beautiful one could imagine how beautiful the cunt would be. I wanted to fuck my sister then and there in front of my mother. My sister could. ." I said.She replied, "Good. Me neither."What did that mean? I just heard her finish peeing...And then I heard it. That sloppy, wet, muted sound coming from the next stall. It couldn't be..."Oooooh..." she cooed.I got wetter. And less nervous. Did she know I could hear her? And could she hear me? I didn't care anymore. I started up again, slowly, by tapping my clit with my index finger while my middle and ring finger were still deep inside. I could her her wetness rhythmically. I was sound asleep the first night, when I was awakened by many men lifting and turning me over onto my stomach, bending my ass over the edge of the bed. Two guys were holding my arms and shoulders down, while two more tore off my shorts and spread my legs apart. I started struggling like a crazy man, writhing and twisting, and almost got one arm free, when a big hand grabbed my hair and pulled my head back hard, arching my neck painfully. I realized that only a little more force could probably.