After that i and my sister were returned to home i head to the dining room where there is my mother with the iron and there is also my sister that is ...itting on a chair near at the table (with something of her own on the table like the cellular and some book) and with the view of she frontal :-P (namely toward our mother that was front her) and wears a nice heavenly tunic for the house, and fairly tight-fitting, with bare legs with sporty smalls socks white that ended at the ankles and low. Phir wo kuch nehi boli to mene samjha ki wo bhi reddy he to mene direct bati on ki or use uthaya aur bola ki Me-Didi mujhe tujhe choodna he plzDidi- KyaMe- Zyada natak mat kar jab mene tere boob aur chut pe haath rakha to tune kuch nehi bola ab natak mat karDidi -Acha tujhe chood na heMe- HaaaPhir woo raji hoo geyi aur me jhatt pat nanga ho geya aur didi ko bola ki abbb jaldi nangi ho jao . Wo bhi apne sare kapde uttar di aur puri nangi ho geyi tabhi mene peheli baar kisi nangi ladki ko peheli. After a couple of minutes of lying together, she said "I want to see it." "See what?" I asked. "I felt you cum a lot" she said, "I want to see how much there is..." She had a wardrobe with a full length mirror next to her bed that we often used to use to watch ourselves fuck. We maneuvered ourselves into a position where she could better see and then said "Okay, pass me that towel." I had to withdraw to reach it, whereupon she grabbed her ankles and pulled them above her head so she wouldn't. " Mr. Reynolds--sir--" she began, a little uncertainly, "I wanted to talk to you about my grade." Was she looking at my crotch? I couldn't tell."Yes. You're not doing too well, are you?" No. And I'm worried about it. I need this class. I really studied for this test." She held the second test in her hand, which she had failed, like the first. She looked upset, maybe about to cry. "I don't know what else to do. Could you suggest anything?"I refrained from actually licking my lips as several.