I never allowed anyone to touch my chest at any cost. I was careful abt that.Once me and my sister playing chess she cheated in the game and I throw t...e board and scolding my sister. She also scolding me. I was mad and flew on her and pressed her boobs in an anger. She was 18 that time. She was three years elder to me.She was pure angry and said,”how dare you touch me like that.. Do you know how much pain it was? Remove your T-shirt you also have to feel the same pain otherwise I’ll tell this. As it inserted well in, she started to make movements slowly. Then she told me to do the action. After few strokes as i started moving fast, she closed her eyes. Started moaning with pleasure. Her breasts were jingling like a jelly as she moves. I amazed with her skills in the game of sex. Of course she had a good experience of years. I increased my speed of action. She started moaning little loudly. She held my ass tight and started pulling me forcefully with every stroke, that she wanted me. ”“Okay, I am going to the mall and food shopping. Do you want me to pick up anything for you?”“Chips and beer would be nice.”“Like hell. Ask me again when you are twenty-one, and then it’s only a maybe.”“Okay, just the chips then.”I finished my coffee and put the cup in the sink, “Okay, Have fun and be careful on your bike with those guys.” I replied as I headed to my bedroom to get ready to do my errands.Being back into our Saturday routine put me at ease, and I was able to do the shopping and. Joan pointed to a particularly tantalizing pair of 5-inch stiletto heeled thigh-high boots displayed in the window of the store. She practically tears my arm out of joint as she rushed in to ask about it. Ten minutes later we were carrying another box with the boots in my arms, again a gift from my girlfriend.The next two hours were spent looking in one store after another. With Joan buying me little trinkets from each, whether it was a pair of earrings or a new dress it didn't matter. .