I got laugh on it and said first of all I don’t have any crush so far, if at all happens to me then I will tell you. She said, thanks, to raath ko a...eli machis Jalarahi ho kya? I asked machis jalana ka matlab kya hai? She put her arms on my shoulder and pulled me hardly towards her and said boli mat bano vinu sach bolo? I really didn’t understand what’s machis jalana meant. So I asked again I really don’t know about it aunty what does that mean. Aunty said, you are trying to be too smart,. ” “Hey, if you are so fucking hard up to fuck, go find a boyfriend, I won't rat you out to Tad.”She shook her head then patted the bed beside her, “Sit, let me tell you why we are going to have sex.” I wasn't afraid of my sister, not physically at least but her intentions were making me wary. I sat next to her, tentative. “You're my brother, that works to my advantage for several reasons. First, you are available and convenient. Second, I know that you are not some rapist or serial killer so. I moved back and forth between her amazing breasts. Licking and biting and sucking them. Each time I did something to her breasts she would moan and slightly push up against me. After a while of playing with her breasts, I worked down and began to kiss and nibble around her belly. My tongue circling her belly button. She really seemed to like that, so I did it a little more then I often would. My mouth began to wonder further down until I was kissing just above her neatly trimmed by hair. I had a good job, lots of friends and a loving family. I would loose allof this. How could I give that up? Especially for a man I'd only knownafter one drunken night of slutdom.Perhaps he'd be willing to ease me in, I thought and then immediatelydismissed the idea. This was a man who wanted a total sissy. Nothingelse would do.I was torn, unable to make a decision. But then I noticed that in myrevere I'd gotten up and moved to the garage. The duct tape was in onehand while my throbbing cock was.