One afternoon I came home from work and her sister was in the shower with the door open, the shower curtain was clear (see through); when I glanced in...she was washing her hair and I had time to take a good look at her nice body. Her tits wasn’t only bigger but her nipples were huge and a pretty pink color. I stared as long as I possibly could, and found myself getting hard as hell. As she was getting out of the shower I made sure that she saw me walking by; she was reaching for her towel as I. Now I pushed her on her back and removed the remaining saree. Lifting her petticoat, I spread out her heavy, fleshy thighs apart till I found her bush.It was covered in jet black hair. I hadn’t seen such a hairy pussy before. She might not have shaved (also fucked) for ages. I separated her thick brown pussy lips till I found her hole. I climbed on top to place my waiting dick on her entrance and gave a sudden push. Half of it entered.She let a loud “Ahhhhh.” I again gave a push and. ‘How’d you know?’ ‘How is he?’ Martin asked. Mick shook his head. ‘Medics say it looks like he might have a fractured skull,’ he said, ‘And they figure he could be pretty messed up inside, too.’ Martin watched the fire-medics lay Lonnie on the ambulance stretcher, then they slid the stretcher into the ambulance and drove the short distance up the hill to where the helicopter sat waiting, it’s rotor turning slowly. Before long, the helicopter’s turbine engine began whining, the rotor began. She got up and sat on the bed. ‘Think through this’, she thought. ‘God, I’m his mother’.Her underwear was in disarray. Her flesh coloured bra had slipped when she fell, the clasp snapping, exposing a nipple. He had not made time to take off the matching knickers now resting uneasily to one side of her pussy, cum-stained from the recently activity. As she moved to straighten her scant clothing her hand brushed against her exposed nipple, already hard. Confused, she felt a ripple of sensation.