“Please don’t do this to me.”“Don’t you c’mon me, big brother!” she answered. “Give my feet their due or I’ll tell mom again on you ...f you don’t! You’ve been looking at them a lot and I don’t like anyone that teases me! Do it now, or else, mom will know again!”Jeffrey now knew that he was trapped in a corner as to what he should do. He slowly inhaled the odor of his sister’s feet and his heart started beating faster. He inhaled the odor again and this time, his own cock was starting to get. We both were sitting together and were close enough that i could fell her soft touch with my cold body. She was wearing a black saree and was looking like a bitch ready to be eaten up. To make things hot i took a bold movie and started watching it and as the time passed she started showing the signs of lust and eagerness. She gave me the green signal by saying “arrrre dekhte rahega ki kabhi karegha bh”, i was happy and ready to do it. So i slowly took her saree and took it of she was smiling. He unfastened her bra and made it fall on the floor. She covered her breasts with her hands. Her breathing turning erratic as she stood semi-naked in front of him.He lifted her in his arms and made her lay on an old sofa nearby. He undid his shirt made it rest on a hanger on the wall. The sari was all strewn around in the room till the sofa where she laid. Her eyes closed and her legs twinning. He came near her and pulled away the rest of the sari draped around her.He climbed on the sofa beside. My pussy is wet and he is going to fuck me. She said but you are going to watch. We paid our check and walked outside. We saw him leaning on his car. He knoded and got in and started slowly driving toward the motel. I remember thinking I should just turn the other way and leave but for some reason I just couldn't. I followed his car into the motel parking lot. He got out and went inside. In five minutes he came out and walked to my wife's side of our car. My wife rolled down her window and he.