It must have only been fifteen seconds but it felt like years since I heard her speak and now it was time to face my situation. My eyes open and look ...o my right to see my very red faced stepsister."I'll ask again Kyle what the fuck is going on here? Why are you jerking off with my panties?" She is standing with her hands on her hips about six feet away from me. She is wearing a baggy pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt, her hair up in a bun."Hollie I can explain...I...ummm...I..." Words were. But that was a small part of my frustration.For probably the last time, the whole family was living at home, and that included the lion's share of my frustration, my sister emma. She had just turned twenty and was home for the summer break, sweet as ever, keeping out of my parents' way and for the most part keeping to herself. It was unusual for her, who had usually been so outgoing, and for me to not see her leaving with her girlfriends or making plans with her latest guy. Instead she'd spent. Grabbing Holly by the arm, Batwoman looked her in the eyes and smiled, trying to ease the womans frustrations if she could. A place she herself had been too many a day, Batwoman knew at least some of what this exotic Catwoman was going through and perhaps they could service each other tonight. I wont hurt you. Freed, Batwoman got to her feet and approached Catwoman slowly, her hands caressing the womans upper arms before she stepped closer still to deliver a hot hungry kiss. Their breasts. She wore her saree well – very low down her waist and this showed her big deep navel. She took me in holding my hand, shut the door, gave me a hug and stayed embraced for about 5 mins. Siddharth who was sitting on the couch greeted me with a hello and said they really enjoyed the last session and look forward to a great evening with me. Then I held her hand and walked with her to the centre of the living room to stand before Siddharth. I hugged her from behind and could her feel her pressing.