The feel of my fingers against her bare waist ignites an already burning desire and she makes another noise for me. God she is so wet. Despite the fir... grip of the hand restraining her wrists, my roaming fingers are gentle. She is not expecting this - this delightful combination of dominance and care. I trace the curve of her waist up to her ribs and then wraps my arm behind her back, hugging her to me, kneading her skin. Abruptly, I release her hands and lines of fire burn through her as I. She then asked for a hug before I had to go to school, of course sis I say.“Ok” I say as I give her a hug, and she then pushed her tits into my chest. I even think I saw a nip slip, I then quickly look away. Then my Sister breaks the hug, and I go to school thinking nothing of it. I then think about this all day while I’m at school. I kept thinking to myself why is my Sister doing this to me.I then come home to find my big Sister masturbating on the coach. “Sis I scream out what the fuck.” “Oh. Waves splashed about her as she floated in the sea,seeing the sandy beach of an island not far behind her,and the bright sun brought out the beautiful scene inthe bottom of the ocean out into her sight through thecrystal clear water. She took a dive, and soon noticedthat she could hold her breath indefinitely, evenaccidentally taking in water which made her expect asudden gagging fit didn’t have an effect. Good thing.Everything else was so live, so real – She’d beenfreediving. I worked late, I was tired, and it was getting close to closing time for shop. I made it with fifteen minutes to spare. Running through the door, I looked for the regular guy who wasn’t anywhere to be found.I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye and from the back counter a woman appeared. She was a little nervous, but I put her at ease with conversation about the cold spell, as she made my tea. She was very friendly and quite talkative. Mid-30’s with dark auburn hair and stunningly dark.