Wearing a blue jean thigh high mini, and THAT DAMN tank top, that showed off her great looking cleavage, and hung just below her boobs, NO BRA. I love... it.She ran her hands through her thick hair.She walked drunkenly up on my deck, and bent over to look at my lap top, and almost touched my face with her cleavage. Her tanned arm, leaned on the back of the chair, her boobs were hanging, just teasing the bottom of her top, straining the top to open.Put that thing away, and lets talk! Her voice was. There was Rachhna, still fighting to break free, her torso exposed. Sanjay still held her hands, and took her body in. ”Wow’, he hissed. I don’t know how I have controlled myself all these years. With one hand, he unbuckled his belt, and got out of his trousers. I gasped when I saw his tool. It was at least 6.5 inches long, and much thicker than mine. ‘Suck me, he hissed. Never, screamed Rachhna. Without warning, Sanjay slapped her hard. Red marks were left on her cheek, and a faint. These things suddenly tempted me.I don’t know what to do.I controlled my feelings by saying she is my sister.Then I took a photo of her, she also shared with her friends & chatted with them.After finishing all , she said she going to change the saree.I said let me take a photo along with you.She said come anna… Let’s take.Then I stand next to her & took 6 to 7 selfies.When I stand behind her.I felt the heat from her….I couldn’t control.I just said to myself …”Hey man, she is not your own. I lick my fingers to enjoy her nectar; she pulled them to her for some too. I learned to share the tastes from her and the smells of our lust.She them had me move on my back talking control. Mounting me she faced away, sitting with my cock pressed against her slit. She played with my cock using it ad a horn on a saddle enjoying her ride. I was ready to loose it when her ass came to my face. Her lips engulfed my penis when I first licked her ass. The scents, taste, and textures are still in my.