. Lekin kavita apna sex mita ne me lagithi or idhar dinesh use dekh ne me , dono hi bade talline ho chuke the , dekhte dekhte dinesh itna bahar aagya ...e kavita ki nazar khidki ke bahar samne wale apartment me khade dinedh par padi street light ke ujale me dinesh ka face saf nazar aagya or halbalahat ke mar khidki bandh kar ne pahochi kavita ka face bhi saf nazar aa gaya ,, ab dono hi ek dushre ko pahechan gaye the ,, or dono ek dushare se dare huve the ,, ab kiya kare subha jab kavita collage. I asked her if she wants to talk about it. She quietly said “not now” and went back to sleep. I know that she will talk about it when she is ready. So I decided to get back to my sleep. As soon as I lay down, she turned around and placed one leg and hand on my body, held tight and slept like baby. Morning came and as usual we got up early (just before sunrise) and performed our routine yoga and meditation, had our detox routine. While she was sitting on the sofa with closed eyes, I lay down. I still wasn't certain who's hand it was, but I had started to suspect it wasn't some stranger, breaking into our home just to fondle me. No, it was definitely one of my family members. It was sleek feeling, so I ruled out dad, and it wasn't much larger than my own, so I ruled out mum. That pretty much only left one person. Rachel, my 14 year old sister.`What the hell is she thinking?!' I thought, shocked at the result of my deductions.My sister, Rachel, was two years older than myself and had. The feeling is wet and kind of rough as the tongue caresses him. It slides to the underside of his ever-hardening cock to sway back and forth.He comes more awake, fighting to hold on to his sleep—trying to get the best of both worlds. But is becoming fully awake isn’t unnoticed. And so, his attacker moves with greater passion. He feels the quick darting motions of the tongue at the ridge of his cockhead, teasing him relentlessly. It moves faster and then slower, pressing hard and then slowly.