I lost words for a moment. At the same time I got alarmed by a sudden wetness I felt between my legs. I tried to laugh out her question. But her face ...howed she was serious with her question. I fumbled for words “Anjali, what are you saying? Are you joking? How can you ask such a thing??” She replied “No, I am serious”. “Have you gone mad”, I asked. “How can you do sex with your own son”. Even while I was saying this, the visuals of me having sex with my boy c***d started playing in my mind;. As soon as I reached home I took the laptop and started searching for it in net and I came to know about all the stuff. This was the first time I introduced myself to the world of porn. I started watching porn and liked it very much. Since it was holiday time I used to get up late. One day when I woke up at 10.00 a.m. I saw my sister masturbating watching porn. She was sitting in her bra and panty only with one hand in her panty and other on her boobs.I kept looking at it. She saw a glimpse of. ..heh...considering we were still standing in the living room. Once upstairs we spent quite a bit of time just exploring each otherwith our hands and kissing and licking. I started by running my fingertips from her earlobe, down her neck, over her collar bone, and around the plump side of her breast (gasping along with her, I might add). My fingers continued to travel over her body, over her belly and abs and down a thigh, knee and finally over the heel of her foot. Her fingers spent more time. He openedthree bottles of light Beaujolais in case it was needed.All the time his penis was throbbing and aching as he got towondering who Lucy was going to partner in his absence.He laid the dining table and went up and changed the bedding on hiswife's bed, cleaned the bathroom and tidied up. He was ready toserve aperitifs when they arrived at nearly two o'clock. It wasobvious that they had already been drinking. The first thing he sawwas that Lucy had partnered Bill Nicholls for the match..