The ‘sister’ I never had; a ‘sister’ that now wanted (had always wanted) to bury her face in my dampening slit that was diluting the seed of a...complete stranger from an hour or so before.“I can’t… I can’t…” I whispered, “… go home…”“I know” she answered without a trace of sympathy as I turned my face away and reluctantly relaxed my thighs as her hand spread my legs wide apart pressing them back against the edge of the couch.I felt tears run down my cheeks as Chloe’s nails raked up along the. Now getting my back behind I unhooked her bra and slid the straps down to reveal the most magnificent treasure which was never witnessed by me ever even in porn movies. Her breasts were sagging due to their weight not otherwise with huge areolas adorned by an inch long teats. Moving my hands over them made her moan even more and raising her hand I started kissing her armpits which reeked her feminine aphrodisiac aroma which drove me not only crazy but hardened my John like it was solid iron. We danced a bit and I clearly recall how smoking hot she was and incredible seductive she danced. i asked one of the ladies I was chatting with about her. She told me her name and said “she’ll fuck the hell out of you. I’ve seen her wear out three guys at once and four or five in a row once.” I made my way over to her and her husband and we chatted for a while. I don’t recall what we talked about but I know I made her laugh a lot and listened to her when she talked. The conversation turned to. The predatory smile she flashed Simran sent shivers down her spine, she wished to hell this was done and over.“Hello Simran, I was beginning to think you wouldn’t turn up. I was so disappointed. But here you are.”Simran couldn’t think of anything she wanted to say and stood stock still just inside the door, frozen.“What’s wrong Simran?” Sofia’s voice dripped with insincerity as she shifted on the luxury sized bed and slipped of it and sexily walked across to greet Simran. Sofia’s hand reached.