Whenever we were together she used to do lot of naughty things like sitting on my lap in front of everyone(everyone knew that we were assumed bro-sis)... touching my dick while trying to tickle me and brushing her boob to me whenever possible. This things went on till a year. Then I came to know allot about sex by my friends who used to bring blue film cd’s .Then I started to get a bad intention about my sister because of those blue films.During my summer vacation when I was masturbating in my. The conversation further went awkward and open. Then came the words from her, “I hope you’re not hard thinking about me, Nik.”With a gist of guilt and feeling of lust over my friend’s wife and my friend, I murmured, “Yeah. I am. Talking after a while about all this.”“Come over tomorrow, Nik,” Shruti said, and we wished each other “Good Night.”That night, both of us slept fairly well. It was almost 11 the next morning. I called Shruti. “I will be there in half-hour. Do you want me to get. Her soft ass was touching my dick and she could have felt that my dick was getting harder, she slowly whispered in my ear about my hard dick touching her ass. She was adjusting herself and trying to get my dick on her ass crack. I was fucking enjoying my moments with straight face so that no one noticed my intentions and happening.After some enjoyment I told her that there is no interview today and all I wanted was some sex as it has been quite some time and I was missing her badly. She was. It didn't matter. This wasn't the first time they had made love that day. Of that, she was certain. And while sure they had done it before, she couldn't remember if this was the second or third or maybe even the fourth time. That didn't matter, either. At that moment, Lynn couldn't even remember how many days they had been married, or how long they had been staying in this furnished, attic apartment while she crammed for her nursing boards, the gruelling, day-long test that would, if she.