It felt great; I pushed up towards him. Bowing down, he licked the anal bud. I groaned softly. He pushed his tongue inside my rectum, licking the wall..., tongue fucking me. He reached under me and fondled my clit.After several minutes - a tongue can only go for so long - he returned to my butt cheeks, nibbling on them. I gasped my approval. Steven sat back up and returned to massaging me with the oil, running strong fingers up my thighs, working my butt, then returning to the crevice. He placed. After a minute I heard a quite knock knock sound coming from the sealed door, I got closer and waited until I heard it again...and there it was even louder than before. I mustered up the courage to crouch down and peer through the larger of the two holes, my sister was on her knees and sitting on her feet infront of the door. My sister brought her head closer and peered into the hole again, gasping and bringing her head back when she realized I was indeed watching her. She scooted back a little. But she never noticed it.One day we had a function in my house she came to the function in green color saree , in that saree she looks amazing from that day the urge to have sex with her increased from then I started frequently visiting her house when she is alone and also tried to see her cleavage but failed.After that one day, my family and her husband went to attend some funeral function which is held in another city. My mom told me to have food in her house I felt happy inside and went to. I turn my car toward the off-ramp into downtown. I drive to the dark part of the arcade’s lot and stop to fix my hair. A naughty husband walks by the front of my car leering. I see his jeweled ring. Naughty, naughty…bad boy. He pauses and rubs his cock through his trousers, the international sign for “seeking action.” I know he wants me to blow him. I unroll my window and motion him over. He looks around and walks over and kneels down to chat. “Hi,” he says with a nervous tone and a.