“Damn, Harry. You gave her a man? Why didn’t you bring me one, too?” chided Trashy Tracy as she put a hand to her hair and posed like she was a ...ashion model. She was about as far from looking like a fashion model as was possible on the street.“Tracy Darling, you already have me,” answered Harry as he hugged the bag lady and kissed her soundly.Amid shouts suggesting that they get a room, Tracy said, “Okay, Harry. I’ll hold you to that.”Smiling at her, Harry said, “I’m looking forward to. Slid up under my skirt to a different kind of fabric, already soaked through. Your hand rubbed me there, spreading the warmth and the wetness all over me. You gingerly pulled down my panties. And then your fingers were lost in my folds before the lace hit the floor. Your fingers slipped over me, but you allowed only the slightest of touches to my clit, instead spreading my lips apart and covering me thoroughly in the wetness that leaked from my entrance. I was aching for you. And the noises. She paused there for a while, with a cheeky look of teasing me on her pretty face. Then she brought my penis into her vagina. I was fucking my sister at last. She slid down the length of my penis, and I was deep inside her, feeling all the beauty and magic of my love for her. She began to pump me, slowly, swivelling her hips up and down. I thought of how deeply I had longed for her, for so long a time. And here she was, her vagina making love to my. “come and sit beside me, we need to talk” she said.“So thats were my dresses are going!” Rajni said.I said “Sorry aunty but please dont tell to anyone”.“Ok i wont tell to anyone and i’ll even help you with your feelings but……”“But what aunty” I said.“You ahve to do something for me” She said.“I am ready to do anything you tell” I replied.“Anything?” she said.“Anything aunty” I said.She started leaning towards me and planted a kiss on my lips. I felt a rush through my veins. We both saw into.