“Tell me what she said.” I asked, struggling not to sound like I was whining or begging.“Well it seems you're right that he is interested in me..... crushing on me ,as you said.”“Carolyn said that?” The stab in my heart surprised me. This wasn't news; or was it? Maybe it was just real now. It was torture waiting for her to form her responses. Usually Ainsely will just pop off with whatever comes into her pretty little mind. But I could feel her, sense that the wheels were turning in her head as. I was hard but I found that if my cock didn't touch her, it was within my power to control my arousal.Charlie, on the other hand, was losing all control. She begged for me to rub or lick her clit, or to put my cock into her, or just make her come. She groaned in frustration and then wailed as I penetrated her with my finger, and then two fingers. Each time she arched her hips, I stopped teasing her.I looked and saw that her eyes were closed and her head swung back and forth on the pillow. Her. I’m a normal looking guy dark skinned, but having a big frame ( i am 5’11) and have a decent cock of around 5.5 inches, and the heroine of this story is my younger sister(real) Pooja(name changed), extremely fair and beautiful ( she looks a lot like Alia Bhatt ) height 5’2, she was having quite a good figure for her age 30-24-32, her boobs and ass bigger and better than rest of her friends cause she was fat earlier but now has a size 24 waist. Now coming to the story, it was my sis’s birthday,. James, though, could do whatever the hell he pleased. Part of my mind gave him a point on the score card for that.And miracle of miracles, he got me to dance with him. I have three left feet and avoid any sort of dancing requiring any sort of style, but I let him pull me out on the floor and hold me close. I felt his cock pressing against me through his suit pants and still somehow managed not to permanently damage him. I honestly don’t think he would have cared if I’d broken his leg; and I.