Walking away into the kitchen, I stared, speechless, at his perfectly proportioned body – the one word to describe – sexy. As he came back, I coul... see his cock growing, bobbing a bit as he tried not to spill a liquid similar to Bloody Mary he carried in his left hand. He grinned, handing me the glass, watching as I courageously drank it down after his confidence in having the remedy of my pounding hangover. I swallowed all the awful liquid and thanked him. I can’t even describe the nasty. I would like to leave now.” With a simple nod the man casually stepped to the side and opened the door. Christine stood, pulled her short little dress down, and began the long march across the room the door. She walked past Mr. Dunn to the open door and there she froze. Her heart was racing, her breathing was heavy. She knew this could be the mistake of her life, but she closed the door, locked it and turned around to face him. Her eyes looked into his and the desire burned between them. “Mr.. I just wanted him to use right word, so I asked him kya acha hai? He replied ye. Then I told him, isse bolte gaand, then I took his hand on my breast and told him isse kehte chochi, then I moved his hand to my pussy and asked beta abhi mein boli hoon na, tho bolo ye kya hai? He was quick now and said chooth. I said him aise hi baat karma hai. He agreed. Then I lay on my back on bed and took him on me. He was sucking my breast and pressing hard like a mad. I enjoyed the moment. To be true after. That’s when I realized that she is actually my sister. I had slight guilt about looking at her that way, as soon as she saw me she said Bhaiya you are damn hot, I like man like you, stubble on face and unkempt hair, I told her that’s it’s the new look it’s because of the stress in office.Days past I was always busy with work and honestly didn’t give her too much importance, after finding out that she is my cousin, it was in evening when my wife was out for a couple of days, when I returned home.