K. Then I convinced her by saying come on, do not feel shy not only you, even I have the private parts in the body. Then at last, she agreed for my su...gestion. She went inside my room and came out with only saree in her hand. I took that saree and started ironing it and in between, I stated passing some comments on like- you look beautiful, nice body etc. She understood that I am having lust on her. However, she is keeping quiet. I finished ironing her saree and it is almost dried. Now I asked. It was... fascinating to ponder. I couldn't wait to think about this properly, to delve into all the intricacies of how this time manipulation worked.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Justin Sampson“You want to fuck my pussy, don't you?” my little sister moaned as I pulled my cock out of Paris's still-cumming pussy.“Fuck yeah, I do!” I growled, staring at my naked, eighteen-year-old sister. Her black hair fell into long pigtails about her elfin face. She had such an excited look of lust burning in. “So obviously I used to roam around without a bra, but I used to tape cotton balls onto my nipples.” “So much effort, just because I want to drink your lovely breast milk? I’m really sorry baby!” I said, genuinely horrified at the effort she was putting in for my stupid whim. “Oh, shush! Fool! I love doing it for you!” She kissed me, then continued. “One especially leaky weekend, I forgot to change my cotton balls overnight and slept off.” “And you know how sound a sleeper our milkybar is”,. ” She had her back to me but turned her head a bit to meet my eyes, and a smile lit up her face. I stepped in with my stiff cock leading the way. I held her from the rear and began rubbing soap on her shoulders and down her back. She wiggled against me and pushed her ass back against my cock. I slid my hands around to her and cupped her breasts—smaller than yours but firmer. Her nipples were large and stiff already. “Nice tatas”. I let my hands go down and to her pussy—very trimmed..