The moistness between her legs was making her feel very sluttish. Her nipples were aching. What was wrong with her, for god’s sake! Her own son and ...he was feeling like a whore, a slut, a woman of sexual energy who just wanted to take it out on her son and mark him as her own. Shobha waited for Dipti to come out of her reverie. She moved closer and placed her hand on her co-sister’s shoulder. She put her arms around Dipti from behind and laid her head on Dipti’s back. Her hands caressed Dipti’s. My cock began to twitch in my pants. “It’s my room and I can do what I want in it. You have no right to invade my privacy.” “What privacy?” I countered. “You leave your door open like you’re inviting the whole world in. If you want privacy just shut your door!” She flounced off the bed. “Okay! I will, then!” As Sheila stormed across the room, the gown parted and her pert little tits slid into view, like two pink ice cream cones with a raspberry nipple on each. God, she was turning me on! She. We all enjoyed going places like Pokhra and famous temples. All of us were staying in our relative’s house which was quite big with 3 floors and at least 2 bedrooms in each and we siblings were given upper floor so that we can create all the havoc we wanted we were 4 brothers and one sister Priya (fake). Days went and we enjoyed our stay and then one day something different or shall I say something amazing happened.We were sleeping together on the 3 floor and everyone was downstairs and. Forty minutes into the work session, Diane called for another break. As she down the stairs, I understood what was going on much better! Three blouse buttons undone revealed a sexy bouncing cleavage. Her smile was just as sexy. Diane rushed to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. "Hi babes! The truck is unloaded. I paid the two from Maryland with the cashier’s check, tipped them and gave each a hug. I rubbed my breasts on their chests. They were incredibly pleased, so I stood back and pulled.