“God, Billy, two minutes, and it’s already starting.” “I can’t help it, Andrea. You feel so good! Go back to your own bed if you don’t lik... it.” “No, please, don’t make me.” she said, in a little girl voice. “I’m scared in there all alone.” “Then this is something you’re going to have to accept, because I can’t help it, it’s a natural reaction.” he told her. “It’s not natural, because I’m your sister.” she retorted. “True.” he agreed, beginning to hump against her. “And you know exactly how to. That day, I was able to eat only one roti. Maybe the anxiety or the sexual tension killed my hunger. Finally, I reached aunts place. I was hell horny. I was angry at her for teasing me so much. I knocked on the door and she gladly opened.I was sure that it cannot be coincidence but wasn’t sure if I need to proceed. What if I was wrong what if she complains to my mom if I dared to something stupid. With all the thoughts in the mind, I just went there and lay down in the guest room. After making. But recently to celebrate a special anniversary we arranged for a baby sitter, booked a hotel room in town and planned a night out! We had talked about trying out one of the swingers clubs in town but I think for her this was more fantasy then something that would ever really happen. I should explain at this point that she (not being rude but we don’t need names) is in her mid thirties with a gorgeous, curvy body and beautiful big boobs, but she’s also fairly quiet and shy. She doesn’t dress. I exhaled a moan of pure pleasure. Lips were still teasing and biting my nipples, alternating as if trying to drive me mad. The fingers in my pussy were moving in and out slowly at first. They started to move faster and deeper with each stroke. The finger at my clit was starting to move it around. Oh, it was so sensitive and almost hurt with the pleasure it was creating. Again, I feebly tried to close my legs to the onslaught that was making me so hot. "Oh, oh, oh, oh," was all I could.