I'd never really felt that close to my sister up until then, but I admired the way that she had raised her own daughter without a partner. It was a no... familiar story: she and her boyfriend, Sarah's father, were engaged, but he was in the armed forces and was killed in one of those faraway countries that most people had never heard of. My mother took my wife's arm and led her into the kitchen, while my dad ushered me into the sitting room."She seems very nice, Son; I think you've done well. My sister asked me if it was okay for Mekala to spend the night on Friday. Mekala’s game on Saturday was pretty early and her two other boys had activities on Friday evening and Saturday morning too so there would no one home for her on Friday. Sure she could stay with me.Then my sister pressed her tits into my chest, pulled me tight, and thrust her pussy into my crotch too. She then French kissed me. I was totally caught off guard. Her hands cupped my ass cheeks and pulled us even closer. I explained how she was to steer while I worked the gear shift and pedals - and off we slowly took.As I pressed the gas pedal or the clutch, the movement caused her legs to move and spread. I gripped her groin a bit more firmly, all the time giving it soothing and reassuring caresses, hoping she wouldn't notice that my fingers were slowly edging towards the middle of her soft mound and moving up and down, stretching her pube in an upward motion.I knew that this in turn, was pulling her labia. Isliye tension nahi hai.Mom: Bahut accha hai, main bahar so jaya karungi tum ander bedroom mein so jana.Me: Kyun mom, aap baahr kyun sowogi. Hum dono ander hi soyenge. MAin abhi market jata hoon single bed ke gadde leta aaunga. Phir kuch dino mein hum accha palang bhi le lenge. Abhi kuch din niche hi jayenge mom. Aap mujhe bata do ki aur kya kya lana hai?Mom: Main kitchen ka saman to leke aayi hoon. Gas connection bhi hai yahan. To bas tu kuch sabji le aa aur aanta chawal daal.Phir main market.