As I was a little uncertain as to what to do with me being a virgin a pulled off her knickers which where very wet and parted her legs and started to ...un my tongue along her pussy slit which was already wet, I parted her pussy lips and found her clit at the top and as it was similar to her nipples I though I better rub that with my tongue, she moaned as I did this and her whole body shook as I had given her an orgasm, I lowered my head and explored her wet slit french kissing it.After a while I. She is Poornima the god of sex, she is 20yr old heavy fair, 5.4 height and 80 kgs with nice pair of sexiest boobs, you can’t hold one boob in your two hand, then beautiful but with horny pussy.Now let we go to the story, as me and Poorni both are relatives we used to see often and we became so close to each other. I have not at all intent to fuck her and I always look her as my sister only. day by day our relationship went stronger and stronger I used to visit her home daily and used to message. Ek boob ko choos to vo khud hi ek dum doosra boob aage kar ke mere mooh main daal di or mera sir poori tej apne boobs pe dabaane lagiMain bhi paaagal ho chuka tha, to maine usko uske hips se pakrha or ekdum niche gira diya, hum dono zameen par gire, par dono itni halat main nahi the ke ruk sake, main use poori tarah pagal karke chodna chahta tha to isi liye maine uske boobs ko suck karna nahi chorha or use niche lita ke uski panty ke upar se pusy pe haath ferne laga, or usne bhi ek dum meri. Numbers had always been my game. I was supposed to be the octopus, stretching my tentacles in every conceivable direction to collect data and do my magic with them. I had to ponder their validity — separating the wheat from the chaff.At first I was too distracted. Since I had to travel a lot to meet the people behind the data, I was often alone. And alone meant brooding — mulling over my frustrations in empty hotel beds or at lonely breakfast tables; or worse — at bars, over slowly melting ice.