I called him he came at that time it was 2 Pm and my sister was cooking in kitchen, she was wearing pink Capri with a white t shirt, I can see every p...rt of her body in perfect shape and size, her boobs were trying to move out and get free, but couldn’t because of her t shirt and bra, as he came in side he got mad and shocked to see my sister as if what had happened and he said to me that she is looking bomb.I said yes she is bomb, we went to kitchen and kept on talking with each other, my. 'He's just being a gentleman, making sure I am okay,' I thought to myself. His hand was now stroking my back, first gently, then with more pressure, sliding down to my waist. It felt good, and I squinted. “You like this, don't you?” he asked, pulling me closer. For one split second I felt afraid, but then he turned me around, quite aggressively, so that he was now behind me, me leaning on the coffee machine table with my elbows, the scent of coffee beans and his perfume making me dizzy. It. I thought I might try stroking and kissing her and her kneck and ears which she enjoyed but quietly indicated that I wasn't in the right place.Tentively I opened the lovely white blouse and by the light of the street light gazed upon her lovely breasts and nipples.Stroking them first before kissing and sucking those lovely blossoms.Whilst doing this with my other hand I started to stroke her upper legsThis seemed to be approved of but I had not apparently found her most secret tickly spot yet?I. Her pupils dilated and a blush formed over her chest and neck. The smell of her arousal filled the air as she experienced a sudden gush of liquid between her legs.With only three words, 'Let's go upstairs,' the beer was forgotten and in less than a minute we were stripping each other's clothes off in her small efficiency apartment. All need of foreplay had been replaced by my single Tear. Lying on her back, she pulled me to cover her. With her hand on my cock, she guided me between her legs,.