One Saturday my aunt called and told that she catch the bus and reached there within 2 hours,My mom told me to pick up her from bus stand so took my b...ke and reached bus stand eagerly waiting for my sis to my surprise she get down from the bus without duppata on her cleavage, i was stunned and got erect by seeing her cleavage then i greeted her then i hanged her luggage in bike then she sat on the bike so that her boobs pressed me i can’t breathe because those melons made me to die i think her. My voice sought to scream in pleasure but no sound came out. Only my jaw slacked and I gulped the air trying to articulate in sound what my body and mind were feeling.After what felt like an eternity of pleasure, I managed to look up to see the cock that had rocked me with such ecstasy was still hanging through the hole drooling cum down onto her body as my wonderful stranger was also still coming down from his own impregnating orgasm. He then slowly slid his glowing hot meat out of the fuck. Peering over her shoulder at me she said, “Do you like?” and with that, she bent over to pick up her skirt, revealing a black butt plug. It was nothing like the ones I’d seen before; this one was big, but I didn’t get a chance to reply before Ann added, “I love the feeling of being stretched.”Throwing her skirt onto the chair, she knelt in front of me, again taking the head of my cock into her mouth, bit by bit, pushing forward until my entire length was in her mouth and I could feel myself. I could never forget that look, that dress, that everything. Even thesmell of her perfume is indelibly etched in my brain. No doubt, she madean impression on me that day, probably more than for my own good. Sheisn't my girlfriend, after all. And she isn't the one wearing the dresstoday.There are dozens, maybe hundreds, of songs written about fascinationswith the love interest of your friend, the whole "Best Friend'sGirlfriend" sort of thing. There aren't many about what I expect is amore.