Then i came closed to her and kissed her on cheek, i kept kissing her cheek one by one and then i kissed her lips it was small kiss but yes her lips w...s tasty and then i took a long french kiss & slowly came to her neck, ears, and everywhere on her face, almost 15 minutes i was kissing and my hand goes to her shirt 1st button and slowly slowly while kissing i removed all the button of her shirt.Then i came down kissing her front part of boobs over her bra, she was in black bra, i was squeezing. It’s ok. It’s much bigger than I thought it would be and harder too.” I took her hand in mine and showed her how to stroke it up and down. Girl, it felt wonderful. I was ready to shoot, I was so close. I had to maintain control.“Now you do it.” I let go of her hand and she continued to stroke me through my shorts. “A little harder. You won’t hurt it. You could also squeeze it a little bit while you’re moving your hand.” My girl was pulling at my cock. I couldn’t believe it. Then I noticed I. Her face was like moon her hubby start driving towards the home he was residing in posh area of Srinagar we i entered their house it was so beautiful and decorated i can’t explain the directly entered me in the dining area kitchens in Kashmir are very big they have two children i said where they are they said presently here is winter holidays the area with grandparents after taking nankeen tea and bakery the asked me for lunch the have prepared no of non-veg verities wazwan a tradition Kashmiri. That pretty much only left one person. Rachel, my 14 year old sister.`What the hell is she thinking?!' I thought, shocked at the result of my deductions.My sister, Rachel, was two years older than myself and had never shown this kind of attention to me, EVER. Not that I could recall anyhow. We were always fighting and arguing, as brothers and sisters always do. That wasn't to say that I didn't love her, but I had never thought about her the way she clearly thought about me!The hand stopped mere.