After a bit we stopped for a coffee and discussed our ideas of a good evening.I’m a pretty good cook, so I suggested that we skip all the BS and hav... dinner at my place. Megan tentatively accepted the invitation, not knowing if I was all I seemed to be.We walk back to my place, making quiet conversation I rented the top floor of and old mansion in a nice area, which obviously impressed her. She was doing the best she could in an over-price flat in a not-so-great area of her city.When we got. "Obviously highly aroused, Sally wriggled on my knees, almost whispering,"Do you want me dressed as I am or in my school uniform?" I'd love you wearing your school uniform," I responded quickly "It makes you look so young and innocent and virginal."Opening her eyes wide, Sally groaned, "But I am still virginal, big brother."The thought of my eighteen year old sister giving me her virginity almost made me come but somehow I managed to hold myself back.Sensing my urgency, Sally quickly got to her. Now I am not thinking through my brain. I am thinking through my dick. She was standing facing opposite to me and she bent forward completely. That act protruded her bubbly ass out as if they will tear her saree and come out anytime. I gave away all my patience now.I felt like a free lion in front of which a whole lot of meat was kept to eat. I directly pounced upon like a lion. I went and hugged her from the back. My erect dick directly hit in the crack of her ass and felt so good as if it was. “I don’t. So did you tell him to leave or did he leave on his own?”“He left because he wanted to. I tried to stop him, but...”“Why stop him? Do you need extra help in the kitchen?” John raised an eyebrow questioningly.“No,” Dion shifted, feeling a bit uncomfortable under John’s intense gaze. “Because I thought you and he...”“There is no he and I, Dion. There’s only you and I. Understood?”Something in John’s tone bore no contra-argument. Dion nodded. John continued to keep him there, with a.