Next day when I woke up it was raining heavily and so I didn’t went to my college. My sister was a little bit impatient and I will soon found out ab... her reason of behaving like that. She was again wearing the same dress with only one change, she was wearing her shameej this time.My mom told me that when the rain stops take yur sister to market as she has to make some urgent purchases. I asked my sister about it and in plain fact she told me that she forgot to bring her undergarments from her. My tongue shot out, and straight onto her clit. Opening her legs slightly, she gasped as I nibbled her labia and then with no warning at all pulled back my head to thrust two fingers up her, still from below. Giving myself a quick rub to ensure that I was rock hard for her, I slowly got up, fingers still spreading her pussy and thumb working her clit, by now, pushing Em slightly back against the shower wall, the physicality reaching a crescendo in the torrential stream of water. We kissed. She brought some when I was kicked out and the rest today.”“This her purple bag?”“Yeah.”“Never mind that. I have your new phone. Let me show you how it works.”Twenty minutes into personalizing it and downloading apps, with her help, a bellow sounded out from the front of my house.Standing in my driveway was a large blonde masked man in a shiny blue motorcycle racing suit specifically tailored for him, with a large ‘A’ surrounded by thirteen stars in a three quarter circle centered on his left. Once i grabbed his dick as he was wearing only a dhoti and nothing else inside. It was the first time i had held a dick and it was fascinating as it grew in my hands. He retaliated by lifting my skirt and grabbing my pussy and grabbing my nipple from under my top.It was funny. I had both my hands wrapped around his dick pulling for all I was worth while he was squeezing my nipple and fingering my pussy. I felt myself getting wet. Before anything much happened Ashok squirted in my hands. I felt.