Her long tan legs firm from her being in track most of her school days since High School, and her ass, it had to be one of her most valuable assets to...me. Tight, firm, wonderful to grab when we held each other.The sad thing was, Kiran and my sister Ankita did not get along. I love Ankita to death, and I know how hard she as tried to be friends with Kiran, but Kiran for some reason, just could not stand the fact that Ankita and I had always been so close. No, not in a sexual way, more like best. He looked down at his feet and said, “It’s just that, uh, I don’t want this to end.”“Are you kidding?” I smiled, leaning to whisper into his ear. “I’m dripping wet.”“I, er, wish we had more time,” he whispered back, rubbing my pussy through the thin fabric of my panties.“If I get pregnant or not, this body is all yours,” I teased, placing his hands on my round ass.He happily said, “I can’t wait to get back from the trip.”“Ok, he is taking a shower. You better go now if you want to avoid him,” I. I visited him later that evening he was divorced and worked in gym as a trainer, I invited him on a dinner on next night I went home and asked told mom that I had invited him on a dinner my mom was excited too, so next night he appeared on our door mom invited him in, both of them had bright smiles on their faces I clearly saw on his face that he really wanted to fuck her, so we chatted then had our dinner. Mom remained most of the time near him I saw her before sitting on dinner table she went. She inwardly cursed when the sheet stopped again. Then she heard the click of the camera. Her heart skipped a beat her breathing caught in her lungs. A million thoughts raced through her head. He was taking pictures of her. She hadn’t seen the camera till now. Whats he going to do with them is he going to show his friends. An Image of a group of ten year old boys ogling at naked pictures of her filled her mind. A more powerful orgasm crept through her body, gently at first then built up.