Sis moaned. I was excruciatingly hard.The guy slid off the bed and I heard my sister moan, “Do me, Baby. Do me like you did last night!”He crouche... there before her, between her legs, kissing her flat tummy just below the navel as his fingers fumbled at the button of her jeans. She raised her hips when he finally undid them, helping him pull the jeans down her long, silken legs. He tossed the jeans away, which landed at my feet, and then he pulled her socks off. My sister helped him by pushing. . But you get the idea. I am not your master, and I am not Sir Steven. Okay?”Instead of replying, she held him close and whispered, “I adore you, Steven Sloan. That’s why I’m shaking. I’ve never been so scared in my entire life. I so desperately want you to like me ... Or at least accept me ... Steve, please let me stay here with you! Please don’t send me away. I’ll do absolutely anything you want me to if you’ll only let me stay.” Then she hugged him and proceeded to cry with hopeless-sounding. She saw it but didnt said anything. I rubbed it. She enjoying but she told me ye kya kar rahe ho? I said sorry and remove my hand but she told me are continue it muje maza aa raha hain I was so happy. I continued it. She was very excited and hugged me very tightly and murmuring in my ears jo karna chahte ho wo karlo. We kissed to each other minimum 5 mins at that time my one hand went to her boob.I slowly pressed her and she moaned lightly. I was more excited when she moaned. I kept my hand. She drinks all the time now, too drunk to hold any real job ... you know what that means don't you?" I was afraid that I did. That really only left three options as I could figure them, she was either stripping, working the streets (or on her back) or has a 'Sugar Daddy' willing to put up with her (again working on her back). I think a little more of the remaining part of my heart died upon hearing that grim news."You can't rescue her, it just won't work." He said sadly, "She has to want to.