Hand pulls the strap of your tank off your shoulder, a kiss there. A finger traces the bottom curve or your left breast. Then nothing. You feel my wa...m breath on your face, on your lips, you lick them ready for the kiss you know will come… closer… almost touching… a finger slides up your inner thigh and the breath is gone… so close. A hand on your left knee then away, you flinch as my whole mouth sucks in your big toe tongue swirling around it then gone. Two fingers “walk” up your right leg,. All I do is drive to work and deal with the bitch of the world (my boss), work, drive home from work, eat dinner, shower, go to bed, wake up and do it all over again. Yeah, I have a bad attitude because of it, so what!The long days leave me so tired I've lost my desire for sex and my wife is getting very cranky about it. Well boo fucking hoo, how the hell do you think I feel? I like sex just as much as the next guy and I'm not getting any either. I'm just a little pissed off about it too.I knew. She left an hour later dressed professionally.“Have a good day,” said Khozem before kissing her.“Without a job we can’t stay here,” she replied.“Hurry back soon so I can discuss this. Aren’t you curious?” as his hand slid down her arms.“Not really.”“You should be.”“I’ll be back in a few hours. Try getting out of the apartment.”After performing ablution and morning prayers, Khozem borrowed Rashida’s bathrobe and laundered his clothes. Cairo had jolted his entire outlook. This Cairo, however,. Her arms wrapped round him and took hold of his limp cock. He turned in her arms to face her and their lips locked. His sister’s tongue was probing deep into his mouth and he felt Neelam behind him taking off his shirt. His bare chest was pressed into his sister’s breasts as she held him tight. His arms were free and he released the kiss, trying to push her back so he could see her full naked glory, but Pooja held him tight. She looked deep into his eyes, years of unexpressed lust were.