Now, slowly start to stroke your clit with one finger…slowly…make it last…” I could see in my mental picture exactly what she was doing; the e...fect it was having on her. Her breathing and occasional soft moan told me the pleasure she was receiving. I kept softly encouraging her in her ear. The mind is the most erogenous zone on any woman, and it can be played like a violin to give them maximum pleasure.“Lift your hips off the pillow…keep them up in the air” I told her. This position tightens. My sister was walking ahead of me and I just couldn’t resist staring at her very nice ass as it rhythmically bobbed up and down, side to side, up and down, side to side…“Are you staring at my ass?” she looked back and asked.“You’d be staring too.” I said nothing to hide.“Well you’re starting to get a boner again.”She was right. I was at about 50% at that point.“Well,” I said, “Not much I can do about that.”We stopped at a large flat boulder and sat down on it. As I sat my cock went straight up. We both were pushing each other tongues in each other’s mouth and exchanging saliva….she really enjoyed my kiss…it was done very passionately…we kissed for 5 mins…and made her stood up….mind it this all thing is happening in the sitting room….beside the sofa. I slowly unwind her saree…and she was standing with her blouse and petty-coat on. I took her on my lap and headed towards the bed-room…as she guided me through….i threw her on the bed.I opened my shirt and wearing only my trousers I leaned. He pushed his fingers down and cupped her sex, finding it open and moist with arousal. Grusha sucked in her breath and bit her bottom lip."Ohh!" she sighed, and held him tighter. She then reached down with her own hand and grabbed his bulge, massaging it with her palm."No!" Yvgeny said firmly. To her questioning look, he told her, "I don't want to sleep in wet, slimy underwear."Grusha chuckled; a deep, throaty laugh that made her eyes dance with mischief. "Take them off, silly!" You know more.