But is it?Gosh I sure hope it's my imagination.But there she did it again. Yes I am sure of it now. She's judging me, I just know it.What makes her so...much better? That she can sit smugly in an empty subway car looking down at me.I'm just as good as she is!No, not really.She's a Nun, a woman of the faith.Still how can she tell I just got off work?Is the smell of smoke and alcohol that strong?It must be, she couldn't possibly see my outfit beneath these cloths.But she knows, I just know it. The. In front there was large glass windows going from the wooden floors to the tall ceiling. It was furnished with expensive taste, as was Dan's style.Janice could smell coffee. She went down to the kitchen, poured herself a cup, and leaned against the counter. "Mmmm," she moaned as she took her first sip. She drank the first cup, poured another and then went to find Dan as the caffeine cleared her foggy brain.Dan was sitting outside on the deck when heard the slider open. He smiled as he saw. She came again, her tight pussy milking his hard cock as she convulsed in pleasure. OH, FUCK&hellip, Lily&hellip, YES! He shouted her name as he came, shooting his hot load deep inside her, making her squirm. He panted as she slumped back against him in exhaustion. Placing her on the ground, his cock slid out of her, causing his load to flood out of her and down her leg. He chuckled softly and scooped her up into his arms, carrying her back over to the couch by the fireplace. Sitting down with. Now let me start the story it happened when I was around 18yrs and my sister was 20yrs. We are a middle class family and we stay in a two bedroom-hall-kitchen flat.My parents use too sleep in one room and me n my sister use too sleep in another. We had two beds in our rooms which were attached together. It was winter season and it was very cold. We had only one thick blanket which would have been used during winter. I could not think of doing sex with my sister but one night when we were.