I can talk to her daily but I was shocked that in her phone she had my number but she is afraid to talk to me on this relation. That I have forced her...to remove her dress so that I want to see her boobs and pussy but first she refused to show me but after some time she accepted me to see then I opened her top and kissed her boobs for 10 minutes madly then I told her to remove her bottom.I have seen that her pussy was neatly shaved and her pussy is wet then I placed one of my fingers in to her. We had previously used it for storing extra furniture, but she had rearranged it into a cozy space. There was a wide open area, with a fridge (which always smelled horrible) and a couch, a small room which Lori used as her bedroom, and a tiny bathroom. Considering that I was 12 and my sister was 17, I wasn't allowed up there very often. When she did let me spend time up there, I felt like a cool k**. It made me feel older and more mature to spend time with my sister in her room. I heard a. "That's creepy, Bob," she complained."Said the woman standing in my bedroom naked, watching me jerk off," I said, grinning."You're like this dog I had when I was growing up," she said. "He was always horny. He humped anything available." I'm not interested in humping anything but you," I said."Oh, good grief," she sighed.She came over to the bed and picked up the robe I'd been wearing. She'd apparently left the other one in the bathroom. I don't think she expected me to be there when she came. ‘What kind of a guy does she take me for?’ he wonders. Oh, gee. My words get all mixed up sometimes.”He thought he saw a bit of pinkness on her cheek as she looked down. He had had hopes of trying something, but not anything against her will. But her speech made it sound like bedding her was not very likely today.“It’s OK,” he said. He gently reached for her hand, holding it loosely.Wendy smiled and didn’t pull away. They walked hand in hand. It was a forest of stately pines, making that.