My sister, Angie, is two years older than me. We met on Sunday at one of her favourite restaurants, a rather yuppified place just round the corner fro... the Royal Naval College. She lives with a City trader called Mark, who she’s known since she was 14, but he was playing for his pub football team that day so it was just the two of us. We chatted about how our respective jobs were going, about Mark’s upcoming birthday, and so on, but inevitably the conversation crept round to my love life, or. Susan ran her hands up and down Janice's sides, feeling the warmth and the excitement in her. She put her knee between Janice's legs, causing her to spread them. She then lowered her body and started kissing Janice's inner thighs as she slowly rolled the waistband down. "You are very wet. Is there something you want?" She teased.Janice looked again at her brother's cock and then between her legs at Susan's smiling face. She lifted her hips up so that Susan could pull her panties off."Are you. “Fancy a drink tonight?” he asked me casually one day.“Sure,” I replied, thankful that I had worn a very short skirt and tight top with no bra that day. Phase one of my slogan was complete.What I wasn’t ready for, was the location. He took me to this amazingly posh and expensive lounge bar which had a VIP area with a private cabin. I’m sure it must have cost £500 for the evening. Phase One was more successful than I could ever have hoped for. It was clear that he had realised he could have me. Maine kai baar use nahate hue nangi bhi dekh chukka tha. Ek baar ki baat hai mere chana kisi kaam se bahar gaye hute the or mai bhi ghar par akela hi tha. To chachi ne kaha ki me bhi akeli hi hu muje akele me dar lagata hai tum me kamre me hi so jana mene kaha thi hai. Us raat me raat bhar chachi ko bas dekhata hi rata kabhi blaouse me dabe mamo ko dekhata kabhi usake hoto ko dekhata to khabi usake nange pairo ko dekhata vo raat to eaise hi nikal. Par agale dil chachi raat ko naha kar aai or.