. i fondled it then stopped for a minute to make sure that no one wakes up... then continues... with my 30 minute of fantasy i fondled her breasts wit... out checking out anyone else... except for my surprise she wakes up(which makes my nervous for she might scream)... she covered herself up with the thin blanket and i backed up for a sec... after 5 seconds of awkwardness she reached her hands into mine with the blankets still on her face... then i grabbed it with my hands then she suddenly grips. Mere mom dad ne kaha ki tu thode din chacha ke ghar chala ja. Mai ghar se nikal gaya. Uncle ka ghar Mahim me tha aur mera ghar Kandivali me hai.Meri cousin sister ko mein 6 saal ke baad dekhra hu vo hostel me rehte thee. Uska figure 34-32-33 hai. Vo dikne me bohot sexy hai.Mein uncle ke ghar gaya. Uncle ne mujhe pani dene ko kaha. Mene pani piya aur tabhi meri sister ai. Usne mujhe kaha Rikta- Arey Anirudh tum kab aai.Me- Abhi aya didi.Rikta- Mai tumhe 6 saal ke baad dekh rahi hu. Abhi tum. But she isn't stopping what's happening.The more I rub against her and feel her small breasts against my chest, with her hair smelling good right under my nose, and feeling her holding herself against me "down there," the more my self is trying to stand at attention right through my jeans. It's getting hard to breathe. I figure she is testing to see if I'm serious about going farther with whatever seems to be getting started.She reaches down between us and latches onto me with her hand and her. “It should be Truth or Dare – No Mercy.” Emmet says. He explains that we can’t back down on any dare, unless for some reason we are for a good reason not okay with the dare. Everyone is down for it, even Leah. We set up in the middle of the floor, clearing the coffee table out of the way. We agree that Emmet should start since he suggested the game. He shrugs, and starts. “Angela, truth or dare?” “Um, I’ll start with a truth.” “Did you really fuck that teacher? You know the rumor is you.