He watched as she lapped up some pearly white cum from her lips and swallowed it with a smile.He knew that he dozed a little that way, spooning with h...r arms around him and her breasts against his back, her breath in his ear and her hair brushing his shoulders. He'd never felt so feminine and so happy.He didn't feel that too much time had gone by before she slipped her arms from him and got up. He watched her stretch, her curves moving smoothly. She brushed out her hair with her fingers until. This one seemed to be no exception. It began with a bunch of mediocre clowns falling over each other and doing ancient pie-in-the-face type stuff. They did their pratfalls; I tried to maneuver into a comfortable napping position on the hard bench. Next, a rag-tag group of acrobats joined the clowns. I was unimpressed with the new group as well – that is, until I noticed the performer who will be forever known as the Jump Rope Girl, or JRG.The JRG really stood out from the rest on the group, and. My sister Savitha had always been the object of my lust, growing up with 4 sisters meant we lived closely bonded and that life around the house allowed a few brief encounters with the female body. I was never Sexually inclined to anyone. But Savitha was my Fav didi. We used to sleep in the same Bed. Have also Bathed Together many times; In Proper Clothes, Me in Undies and she in Paticott till her shoulders length, as you see women bathing. I never used to think about my Sister Savitha in Sexy. These moments, when she was reminded that she belonged to him, always gave her butterflies and today was no exception. He reached for her, squeezing her ample ass cheeks, and then spreading them apart to see her pretty little asshole still slightly agape from his earlier use. He caressed her hips as he stepped in closer and pressed the bulging head of his cock against her tight opening; a whimper escaped her. “Tell me what you want, kitten. Tell me what my little slut needs.” She blushed.