With this she bent forward and placed a soft kiss on my ever-enlarging bulge. Her brown lipsticks attained my undies. My bulge visibly grew under her ...exy lips. She reached up with her hands and hooked her thumbs on my jockey. Them she pulled it down, slowly, very very slowly, torturing me more. As it came down pass my bulge, my cock sprang forward like an injured eel. It struck Vathsala on her face and its recoil threw a string of my precum on to the cleavage of her breasts. She reached down. It was like we both like each other, want each other and are waiting for the right time to take it to the next level. I got this opportunity a year later when I was in my 2nd yr. my family went to rajasthan to attend a marriage of our close relative, I reached my native place the next day and found abt, I was received by my uncle and aunty. The next day my uncle got some work, he had immediately reach Kolkata for 3 days, he generally never leaves my aunty alone in that mansion but it was. I licked the dribbling cum from his face and I laid flat on top of him as we kissed. I could feel his cock was again hard against me as he put his hands on my butt cheeks and pulled me onto him.I moved down his body, sucking and biting on his nipples then licked down his belly to his groin. I took his cock all the way in my mouth and it barely touched the back of my mouth. It was hot and throbbing and I started moving up and down on him. After a while I slipped a condom on his cock and rubbed. "Mum," said Jean, my younger sister, "can I go with Dean, stay at his place?" Sure, dear," she said, "we'll see you both for Sunday lunch." What's that?" I said, for this was the first I had heard of her plans."It'll be so cool to stay at your place," she said. "I won't be any trouble." Ok, sure," I agreed.On thing about my younger sister, she sure has changed in the last year. Never the thinnest of girls, always a little bit cubby, but, my, how she has shot up and her tits sure look a good.