I envision a nice landing strip and began to eat at her pussy. Imagining her screaming my name with pleasure. Making me stroke faster. I lay her down ...nd gently ease my cock into her extremely wet pussy. I began to wonder how tight it is. I pick up the pace on my stroking even more. Finally I'm all the way in. I imagine a nice tight wonderful pussy engulfing my cock. Now I'm stroking it relentlessly. Imagining making love to her until finally I feel my cock harden and out comes my load. I roll. In the evening her sister came and she was wearing night dress top and pyjama. She dropped her pen down. She bent down to pick it and her bums were facing my face so near as I was sitting on the chair, I could clear see the panty lines and my dick started raising under my pyjama and usually I don’t wear underwear in the room. And she asked me to get up so that she can practice on my system. Slowly I got up and went and sat on the bed.as usual I could see her red panty peaking out. Her sister. I felt that the money was more than enough. I wondered how my mom managed to make this money.One day our college union called off for a sudden strike in the college. I was forced to go home. Before going home I tried to call my mother. But she was in the class and was unable to take the phone. I reached home in the evening. When I reached home I saw a new male chappal. I had stepped in cow-dung nearby. So I went to the backside of home for washing.I heard a laugh. So I looked through the closed. He sat with his hands clasped on his lap and his head down, not daring to look at her, waiting for the barrage to begin. The silence stretched out. Nothing. What was she waiting for? Summoning his courage, he sneaked a sideways look… …And saw that she was sitting in the exact same humble posture as he was, as if waiting for him to speak. What the hell was going on? Bird decided that he’d better say something; offer an apology, beg her forgiveness, plead for mercy – anything to break the.