Financially we were average middle class .So it was clear that my sister had a very demanding pussy. A demand for regular supply of high intensity fuc... sessions and lots of Lunds. Then a sudden rush of blood asked me to be angry and scold her, push her out of this situation and then decide what else I could do. As I started scolding her, she quickly interrupted me and said,“Why you are with these boys in this late night”, I don’t want anyone to know that I’m your sister”. I replied in a high. “Coming”, Savita said as she approached the door.Savita opened the door and was shocked.“Mrs. Thakur?”[Saraswati Thakur was the wife of the landlord of Savita’s and Ashok’s house]“I wanted to give you this personally” Saraswati said and offered Savita bhabhi an envelope with a polite expression.“My husband and I decided we have to raise your rent a small amount”, she continued.“You could have just mailed this, Mrs. Thakur” Savita replied opening the envelope.Sarawasti was about to leave. But. ”Indira dropped her hands down, caught my cock at the base and rubbed it on her pussy lips by lifting her hips a bit. I saw her rubbing my mushroom cock head on the top of her pussy lips and I knew she was flicking my cock head on her clitoris. Indira was now jumping up and down hitting her ass on my thighs and was trying to place my cock at her vaginal opening but was missing it.“Noo baby…..it is not right, you may regret it later,” I said unconvincingly as I badly wanted to fuck her. Indira. Of course, Peter’s leg healed and our annual trip with the boys got back to normal. But during that summer and for the next three years until Billy graduated and went off to college. I would go over to Patty’s to visit and more often than not one or more of the boys would be there and Patty and I would entertain them in her bedroom for the afternoon and sometimes into the evening.There was a onetime only incident that happened the summer after Carl graduated. We were at Patty’s and I can’t.