I live with my parents and my sister is called Sandhya , she is 24, very attractive - when she lived at home with us I would often fantasize about her... she was probably the cause of my first hard on. She would come into my bedroom, help me with my homework and talk with me for hours, sitting on my bed, sometimes wearing a just robe that would give me glimpses of her panties or (if I was lucky) a partial view of her tits. I think she probably knew I was taking an interest in her because as I got. If some saw it would look as if I am trying to kiss her ass, as I had hold her so low. While lifting her, she moved a bit here and there while lifting her ass was on my face and she was moving her ass all over my face. Feeling her ass on my face my tool was so damn hard I could hide it inside my pant and it was clearly visible. Slowly she got over the wall and waiting for me to get over it while got over the wall and got down next side, she was waiting for me that I will help her get down. I. "Whitney let's go get a few drinks" I whispered to her ear and she whispered back."A few? Are you kidding? I am going to get totally wasted!" she said smiling."That’s why I love you baby."After about 30 minutes I was tipsy and she was horny so we went to one of rooms in the house. Benefits of having your best friend as the host.We started to make out and I grabbed her ass, it felt wobbly behind her jeans. She lowered her hands and lowered my pants. My cock springed forward bulging in my polo. . Pleeeeeeeaaaase Sssssstooooop...”But they didn’t stop. I felt the sensation building. The tickling was maddening. Having my body exposed was humiliating. My next humiliation would eventually happen. The thought of it just brought me closer to the edge.“And now, lucky number eight!” The woman shrieked as Ms. Jansen called her up, “You win the prize and get to tickle that gigantic clitty! I think it grew another two inches longer today!”When I heard that I looked down to see if it actually.