The day started off like any other. We both had that day off, so we started by me giving her a hard fucking, then it was pretty much a standard day af...er that. Until around 3pm though. At that point, her phone started to become active as she recieved text after text. She wouldn't tell me who it was, though I guessed from the grin on her face, she had gotten something organised.At 3.45pm, she urged me up to the bedroom. There, she opened the wardrobe door and pushed me in. That wasn't so bad.. It looked like he was gloriously uncomfortable, anticipating the sensations his dick was about to experience.Tilting her head sideways as she pulled her right hand under his cock to hold it up, she opened her mouth slightly and started sucking on his shaft just below the head.He grabbed at the back of her head, growled, and pushed up into her face. She anticipated this and pulled back with his thrust, fully in control of how much stimulation he was getting.I could see him groan in frustration. I felt naughty. Further advance toward the lower neck. My hands started touching her chest. She was wearing a t-shirt. (She is a brave girl, I never seen her wearing sari or Churidar, but jeans and t-shirt always). I was doubtful to go further, she was relaxed and was watching tv. I gently pulled the skin and started a diff type of massage. It arouses anyone – sure. It worked and she breathed heavily – but again leaned back and relaxed .I moved my hands up and touched the upper area of her left. She replied hmmm n I heard splash of water pour inside. She was urinating. She opened d gate after washing her hands n I was der at d gate. Wo bolo kya bhai sahab neend nahi aa rahi. I did not pay attention and pushed her inside, she protested but I closed d gate. She was sleepy eyed. Wo so chuki thi. And was hal in her sleep. Unhone kaha kya musibat h, Main tumhari behen jaisi ho, kal ho gaya jo hona tha ab band karo! Wo shararat me ye sab mujhe aur uttejit karne ke liye keh raho thi kyuki.