Kick back on the deck, watch the sun set over the pond, sip a glass of cool wine. You know what that's like. No pressure, no traffic, just kicking bac... laughing and letting the stress slip away.Well, this morning Kim was sleeping late in the guestroom. She always slept there. Like I said we're just friends. She had gotten here late last night, Friday, and had kicked back on the deck drinking wine and chatting away. It's always fun to have Kim over. When you live so far from civilization and the. Finally I decided to know what was going on.It was one afternoon, my parents were away and Divya was as usual at Nisha’s for a long time. I tiptoed upstairs. Luckily, the front door was open and I let myself in. I could hear soft moans and breathing sounds.Without even making any sound, I slightly opened the door to the bedroom and my dick instantly sprang up. Nisha was kneeling on the floor, wearing just her blouse and a panty, her tongue savoring the delicate flower of my sweet sister who was. Fuck, this girl was talented.I attempted to reach down with one hand and grab a fistful of long, soft hair that smelled of strawberries and vanilla, but was thwarted by my own knee-jerk reaction to the second tongue that joined the first, a sensation that sent me reeling onto my back in absolute ecstasy. I felt unholy moans leave my chest as the two soft, warm tongues slicked their way up and down my shaft. One of them hesitated at the tip, pulling it between two plush lips to suck like a. I didnt know what to think or do, I just laid there still and nervous and let her rub inside my hole. I have to admit I was relieved when I felt her withdraw her finger and then tell me it was time to turn over. She recovered me completely and then told me how to roll over, and soon I was on my back. This time she started again with my feet. Again massaging them wonderfully well between the toes and everywhere. Then the tops of my feet and ankles and then onto my calves. Soon she was at the.