Vo thodi excited ho gayi. Par kuchh boli nahi. Kuchh der bad hamne lunch kiya. Me apne room par tha. Me aaj didi ko ji bhar ke pyar karna chahta tha. ...ar samaj me nahi aa raha tha kese karu?Me didi ke room me gaya. Vo koi novel padh rahi thi. Me unke bed par betha.Me: didi, ye to koi love story ki book lag rahi he.Didi: nahi aakash ye to biography he. It’s not a love story at all.Didi ne jyada romantic scenes nahi dekhe the nahi unhone koi love story padhi thi. Unhe pyar ka ehsas kabhi hua hi. It looked like a big charcoaled log! He removed his hand, but I couldn’t remove mine. I was moving my fingers around, and over it. My fingers wouldn’t even go half-way around it.“Move your fingers up and down the shaft”, he whispered.It’s like my fingers had a mind of their own. They were separated from the rest of my body. I stroked up and down as best as I could. It was too big for him to get much feeling from only my small hand.“Use your other hand, too” he said.I reached over with my other. She broke our kiss and pulled me along with her as she said "let's go upstairs". I followed her like a puppy, ready for whatever she had in mind. We went into her room where she had her bed pushed over to the windows, which were all open to let in the beautiful day. She sat on her bed and told me to come over next to her. I sat down, and we picked up where we had left off downstairs. Now I let one hand rest on her tummy, and then slid it slowly up to her tits. As I reached them, I. “What the fuck, Ella?” he said with a clearly disappointed face. “I just remembered something. You’ve seen me completely vulnerable and open many, many times but you’ve never repaid the favor” I smirked. “What do you want me to do? Jerk off for you?” He leaned back on his elbows and smiled through his confusion. I smiled at the suggestion and started taking my leggings off. He eyeballed me and I gestured for him to do the same. He started to take his shirt off looking very confused. After we.