You fingers itch to touch them, to pinch them, and to caress my pliant breasts.You lick you lips, passion enflamed, as you continue to drink in the si...ht of my corpse. My hands--now alabaster--are gently folded on the small bulge of my tummy. I hold a single rose between stiff and cold fingers. You close your eyes and remember a time when those fingers--alive and warm--caressed you, and ran themselves through your hair.The pleats of my grey pants are sharp, as are the creases of the pant legs. We both are so close that we share mostly everything between us . Since we were home and it was the month of may and many of you might know the mumbai heat in may. When I ‘m at home I love to be in just shorts.Me and my sister are comfortable with it and when she is at home she used to wear a tank top and shorts, trust me guys she used to look like a bomb, any guy looking at her in those clothes would imagine of just fucking her then and there.It was afternoon and my parents were at work and it. She immediately started rubbing her tits and pussy. I turned it up and she came. Growing flushed and squirming as she was on her knees. I tweaked it and Brittney convulsed with beginnings of a huge orgasm. I pulled my dick from Brad's mouth and stuck into Brittney's. She immediately grabbed my my ass and pulled me forward desperately craving my cum sliding down her throat! I was not going to cum in her mouth again. I wanted to fuck her. I pushed her on to her back on the carpet, sped. I have been dressing up for a number of years prior to the events of 2006{please read my autobiography for details}, but have never advertisedmyself to guys publicly. I put up an ad on craigslist, that eventuallycontained some pictures that eventually went up.I got a ton of responses. I know how to dress to stimulate a man'sdesires, because I know what I like to see on women that stimulate mydesires.After weeding through a ton of jokers, fakers, and flakes, I startedcorresponding with a man.