She loved watching me go insane while we made love. When we were in HS I had talked her out of one of her slips, a blue VF half with about four inches...of rosette lace and side split (still my fave half-slip style). Shortly after we re-hooked up, she gave me another, with instructions that I was not to wash it, but bring it to her for washing. I was traveling a lot then, and when I'd call her at night, she'd tell me to get the slip out. She made sure it needed washing often and made a show of. There she was,rashi, walking towards me. She’s 5’4,wearing a tight top and a short knee length skirt. She was looking hot as hell. Her red lips. Her catty eyes. Those round big boobs wanting to tear apart her top and her short skirt revealing her well toned legs.Though we used to exchange pictures, I never found her so hot until that day. I was just checking her out and she came close and waved her hand, “Oye…Bas kar..Kitna tadega!” and started laughing. I told her that she was looking super. I was beginning to think my Mom suspected I was bonking my sister from the way Sis kept running her fingers through my hair when she thought nobody else was looking our way. Sometimes when we were all in the family room and we were eating popcorn with the comforter pulled up to our chest, she would grab hold of my business and squeeze me and tug me until I had no other choice than to soak her fingers with my joy juice. We were real careful not to give any outward indication of our mutual. My lips then traced a path down her neck to her breasts and l sucked and licked each nipple for a long time. Moans of pleasure were exhaling from her lips and she was now writhing and tossing her head from side to side. My lips then continued on with its journey down to her navel and my hands were now softly sqeezing and tweeking her nipples. " Oh rose that feels so good " she whispered over and over again My lips were now at her shaved pussey walls and l just ignored her pussey.