Phir maine unko boobs kooo bra keee upar se hiii chuusnaa suru kiyaa chachi bohoot tej saas le rahe the aur mai bhi chachi boli bra khaaa loge kyaa ra...ja babu, phir maine unkaa peticoat hataya too unhone red/black colour kiiPanty phene the aur wo gili bhi thi kuch pasene se aur kuch unke chud se paane nikal raha tha. maine unko puri body mai bohoot buri tarah kiss karnaa chalu kiyaa aur phir unhone mujh se kapde utarne kaha. to maine jhad se kapde utar diye aur unke upar chad gya mere chachi. "That's not funny," I chastised Zoey.She came out to the living room holding two cups of coffee, giving me one. I held on to the pillow with one hand while grabbing the coffee mug with the other, making room for Zoey to sit beside me on the couch."Don't judge my breath," Zoey said. "This is my third cup this morning."She was wearing a big black Ramones T-shirt and a loose pair of white shorts, showing off her long, tanned legs. She had no bra on, as I saw her prominent nipples sticking out. I unbuttoned my shorts and gave her easy access. “Arun, someone might come”, she spoke with fear in her voice. “Nobody can see underneath the blanket”, I told her. Her right hand was me roaming freely inside my shorts. She had the erect dick in her grip and her hand brushed against my inner thighs. “Take it out”, I told her. “Arun, it’s risky”, she whispered.I took her hand and put it inside my undies. Ah, the feel of her palm on my cock! She took my dick out of the jockey and started giving a. His cock grew rock hard, and she felt it. She stopped moving to check if he was awake. He didn't budge.Becky moved down and sat on his laps, then went for his zip. He couldn't belive this. His little sister was going for his hard member. Which had slipped off his boxers and when she opened the zip, sprang out and pointed at her. She held it in her hands and examined it. She gently squeezed the head careful not to hurt him. She then held the width with both hands to measure, lifting her skirt.