“I panicked. I was overwhelmed. I couldn’t face the fact that ... I love you.”“So you love me?” His voice rose.“Didn’t I just say that?�...�“Well, yeah, but I wasn’t expecting that. I was expecting you to say we had to stop seeing each other, or something.”“And you thought I’d dress like this to give you that news?” She smiled for the first time since he’d seen her that day.“Why are you dressed like that?” he asked.“Because it makes it easy to do this,” she said.She stood up, reached for the tuck. I was hard as granite and with my cock being the lowest part of my body; gravity was helping it to stay engorged in a very generous manner. I felt her slap playfully at my cock and she said, "I guess I can understand wanting to look at the parts of the body that belong to the opposite sex, I just can't figure out why you weren't happy with looking at mine..." With that she gave my nuts a firm slap and I groaned."You are such a slut." she said, "you even liked that. I know you will like. I tense a bit as he slowly forces his finger along my folds. I gasp as his finger reaches the moistness and he glides right through my lips. I ask myself again, why does he make me so wet when I know what is to come? He rotates me and makes me kneel on the sofa. Everything is exposed. He drapes my hands over the back of the sofa and I hear his belt buckle and top button being popped. I am hot. My lips feel on fire. I really have been longing for this. I know he won’t need coaxing out of his. Lekan unsay baray piar say hamari taraf dekha, muskraya aor apni pant neechay kar ke apna mota lund bahir nikalla aor meri chhoti behna ke moo may de dia. Wo be pehlay dar on oka, lekan meray isharay par us nay apnay jeeja ji, yehni ke meray patti ka lumba aor mota lund apnay nanay se moo main le lia aor us waqat tak meray patti ka lund choosti rahi jab tak mera patti uskay moo may jadh nahi gia. Meri behan nay meray patti ke lund se nikla hua garam garam aor garha pani itnay piyar aor majay.