A pink t-shirt on the floor he remembers filled with straining braless nipples, a towel discarded on the floor reminds him of the one time he saw his ...ister through a partially open bathroom door. Drying her hair with only a towel wrapped around her waist – the reflection of her up-stretched arms pointing her already firm tits even higher into the air. At the sight of a black dress he stops and smiles as he remembers seeing his sister wearing it to go “clubbing.” He picks it up and holds it. She asked if I slept ok, I looked tired. I said everything was fine, still not knowing 100% if it was her, and I didnt want to assume and be wrong. She said she was on her way to take a shower and asked if I was making breakfast. I tried to make a joke and ask her how she liked her eggs, scrambled or fertalized? She said she didnt feel like eggs and I shook my head and walked back to my room. After hearing the shower turn on. I figured I had a few minutes and began to relive what had happened,. We had a small talk there. Then he asked what i would like to do? Whether i want to go in my room n have fn or have some talk n leave. By time i was totally high. So i took him into my room. There i was in my hotel room with this hot guy. I offered him drinks, and then he had his drink. I said no, it was second. He asked if i had any porn in my laptop to get into the mood. Then i played porn, it was a threesome but not a gay one. Then he said he was in hurry, since he need to get back home as. I waited a few seconds while the read mark appeared. Then I brought down the next stroke. Again and again I hit her with the belt, waiting between each stroke to admire the effects. I worked my way lower until I was hitting her upper thighs. After 25 strokes my arm was getting tired, so I paused longer to admire my handiwork. And to bask in the exposed view I was given.As I looked at her, I just had to touch her. So I started lightly running my finger along the darkest of the red marks. As I.