She said there is a friend of her wich is an air-hostess and has a flat in Banjara Hills ( those in Hyderabad know, its a cool area) and she comes to ...er flat twice for the whole month and she told me she had a key to that flat, she texted me the address of a famous building in Banjara Hills Road no.12 and I went there at 5 o' clock.She went there before I arrived and prepared a simple tasty juice drink for us ( I'm not a Fan of Alchahol) when she opened the door and she was dressed with a. 10, muscular build, handsome face and with brown eyes and black hair. 175 pounds. Everyone eventually left and I was sitting in the kitchen and gathering my stuff together so I can be on my way. Pam was in one of the bedrooms and she called out, “Hey Ty, can you come help me out here for a sec?” “Ya,” I reply, “coming sis..” I get into the bedroom and she’s standing there beside the bed, with a dark green shirt on, (which might as well be painted to her stunning figure) and little jean. I put on a gold chain necklace with an emerald hanging just below my breastbone. I like how my skin color compliments it. I don’t need a bra, and my cream-colored short tie romper doesn’t need any panties either. A pair of lace sandals finishes me off, and I’m out the door, into that sweltering oven that is Austin in July.It’s a fifteen minute drive to Taylor’s house, in one of the newer cookie cutter neighborhoods with small plaster-walled homes on identical cul-de-sacs. Definitely a nicer. I guess she was relieved I wasn't looking to add to her discomfort but the plain fact was that Zelda had already knocked my hard humping urges for a loop with the way she milked me with her well-developed internal muscle control.The two tubes of soothing ointment and lubrication fell out of my pants pocket over at Zelda's later the next day and she looked at me quizzically with an unasked question.I really didn't want to get into a discussion of my sister taking it up the ass from a married man.