He raised his hips so that she could remove them. She pulled his legs from them and then tossed them away on the floor, almost carelessly but in such ... way as to tell him that they were simply a burden at this point… a burden which would not be allowed to interfere with what was about to happen. She laid her face against his bare thigh, then turned and kissed it, and used her tongue to tease the skin there. Morgan let his hand move to her head, let his fingers entwine in her hair. Ever so. The next day she wore a 2 piece night dress (kurta pyjama kind) and i deliberately didn’t go into the room to sleep early. I wanted her to doze off first so that i can get into my dirty act later on. About a couple of hours after my sister went into the room i walked into the room and was excited about her dress. I could actually see her entire boobs that day. I laid down beside her and slowly put my hand on her breast to check if she was sleeping. As she did not react i started unbuttoning her. Dheela sa laga .. Khet pe hi baith gaya .. Ki tabhi wo aurat boli .. Paani loge .. Mai haan bola ..Wo uske lote mei bachi thoda paani laayi ( I wonder , ki itni badi gaand dhone k baad bhi kaise paani bach gya ) .. Phir mai lund dikhaaya .. To wo boli “‘ maaghya eeta kana karuchu ‘” , it means “‘ madarchod ye kya kar raha hai ” .. Mai dheere se achhe se bola“‘ banda re phusi laagichi , dhoibi ‘” it means “‘ lund me maal lags hai , dhounga ‘”I am writing in odia also bcz jadi odisha ra kehi. No, not the car, per se, but the fact that she tried to control my spending, even to the point of preventing me from enjoying one of the things I enjoy most in life. I mean, if she was sacrificing things too, I'd understand. But she must spend $200 a week on beauty visits, she had to drive a Stepford Mobile RX350. She had to go off on vacations as she saw fit. Sometimes I was invited, but she always managed to either not invite me or schedule them at times I couldn't get off.And kids? No kids..