In my apartment block, the only interaction I ever had was by way of the odd gesture, which consisted of an unengaging nod of indifference. I wasn’t...hideous in any way or form, but just totally nondescript.*Out of the blue, I received a phone call from my sister one afternoon. She asked me to collect her from a very small railway station close to my home at nine o’clock the following evening, because she wanted to spend the night with me before heading off abroad on a business trip the next. I opened my eyes lazily. I could feel hands roaming my body. I'd recognise those hands anywhere.I glanced up. Eric was resting on his side, now massaging my naked back, every now and then having a quick feel of my firm arse. He didn't seem to notice me look up. I rested my head down and felt myself growing wetter as he moved to the sides of my body. He brushed against the side of my tits before sliding smoothly back down to my upper thigh, edging closer to my aching pussy. I was in a horny mood. She was gushing pussy juices from the feeling of the substances all over her. She squeezed her right breast through the bread and peanut butter with her left hand, while she gripped her crotch from the outside of her panties with her left hand, further smearing, squishing, and rubbing in the mess inside. She felt her knees weaken and just before she was about to cum she stopped and sat down on a kitchen chair next to the counter.She was so horny... but she was so hungry. She began preparing a. Ich h?tte den Body mir vor demAnziehen genauer anschauen sollen. Ich sah einen gl?nzenden schwarzenBody mit leuchtend rosa Schleifchen am winzigen Penis und an denStrapsen. Auf den Nippeln waren k?nstliche gro?e geklebt, ebenfalls rosa.Zusammen mit den rosa Str?mpfen war das Bild alles andere als m?nnlich.Ich drehte mich um und schaute ?ber die Schulter. Oh, da stand etwas aufden Pobacken in neon-rosa Skript: "Fick mich" auf der einen und "Fuckme" auf der anderen.Was sollte ich tun? Ich zuckte.