Boss ne meri choti behen k pass aakr uske aasun apne hatho se pohoch aur apne ungliyaan chatne laga aur bola ‘tu fikr mat kr tujhko apne sath rakhun...a’. Mri choti behen bas 18 saal kii thi toh mujhko yeh sunkar bohot bura lga , mummy papa yeh sunkr behosh ho gye aur meri behen chup.Yeh sab bolne k baad boss apne kamre m chla gya .Jaha humko rakha gya tha waha 2 chote kamre aur ek godown tha.Gowdon m saare m baki saare chle gye aur ek chote kamre m hum aur dusre m boos chla gya.Humare samne bas. So the incident took place as there was wedding of one of my maternal uncle at Lucknow. We all were invited my family and Jolly’s family. My father was on a business trip to Singapore. My uncle made our reservations to Lucknow from Delhi; he was not coming with us as he has to attend a seminar at Bangalore. We were having our reservations in Lucknow mail in 1st class. Aunty, I, mom and Jolly went in our coach. There were like cabins in first class aunt and jolly placed their stuff with us in. As he reaches down and pulls my shorts down far enough to gain access, I move my legs apart in breathless anticipation, my mind screaming in silence, "TAKE ME! TAKE ME NOW!!" In the dark, from a distance, we simply appear to be two lovers in an embrace, against the moonlight, but in reality, his penis is growing ever harder, sliding between my cheeks, seeking a warm wet place to enter. In his excitement, he pushes a little too fast and a whimper escapes my lips as the head of his cock forces. And as he got up and picked my carry on up, I could see that his semi-hard was more erected as he tried to shift it downward. Me: If you touch my dick again, you'll be sorry! D: Yes Mistress. The hotel was simply breath taking. The suite was warm and smelled of roses and cookies. He must have found the cookie candle I had told him to purchase. And the chair had been placed in front of the large window as he was instructed to do. Real rose pedals were all over the floor as well as the bed. .