I finally saw him, as he really was, a bully! I knew I could take him in any sort of confrontation. He was skilled in thugery. I had real training in ...rmed combat. He was strong and deadly, he did not have a clue as to how deadly I was. During our friendly stage, he had confessed to killing two men. Dirty foul deeds, unadulterated murders! He had told me of years in prison. He was boastful, and I saw the evil! I had given him in return stories of my experiences in a short and dirty war. Man. My father and sister assured that shewouldn’t go anywhere without me.I finally gave up and took my sister along withme.By the time we reached Delhi, aguy was waiting for us to take us to the hotel (My father has connections) ourfather booked us a suite. As soon as we reached the hotel, I fell asleep andwhen I woke up my sister was not there. I was worried and started looking forher in the bathroom, hotel and even called, she didn’t pickup. I was about togo the police station and then in the. So I made my way to her room and just as I was about to knock I heard her moan and then say oh god that's it don't stop, don't stop. I didn't want to interrupt her and besides it sounded like she was going to have an orgasm at any minute. But listening to her was making my dick hard so I decided to reach into my boxer shorts and start stroking my cock.As I started stroking I could feel the precum on the head of my dick and used it to lube my hand. I continued to listen and could tell she was. Then again, this town's always been a little off."She could not tell if he had meant that in jest, as she was convinced that the smirk on his face was a permanent feature. The thought he could be serious also reminded her how delicious her sister's pussy tasted. She shivered again, her hips squirming at the heat trapped behind panties and jeans. She uttered a tiny, husky sigh as she shed her blouse and draped it over the back of the office chair. She snapped the straps of her bra, making her.