. It’s me, Kannan. I’m back with the second part of my story, titled “Me and my sister part-2”. Those who haven’t read my 1st part should re...d it as it’s the continuation of the first story.Firstly I would thank all my readers for their overwhelming love, response and precious comments which encouraged me to write my 2nd part. So a little description of me and my sister for the new readers. My name is Kannan, 18 yrs and I live in Delhi and my native place is in Kerala. I have normal dick size. .One of her major pleasures with his dick was to get it all in her mouth while it was still soft and suck and lick as it grew in her mouth. She took a great deal of pride in her ability to keep the entire cock in her mouth as it slowly pushed it's way into her throat. As it grew she would rapidly swallow to encourage it down her throat. As Peter finished his sandwich he started to think about Maureen under the table. He reached under the table and tousled her hair, much as you would with a dog. Bare: You can call me Bare, which is the name I ended up taking, shortly after making that crazy decision two years ago to start living the absolute lifestyle. Now I have noticed, when I'm walking the streets, I am not alone. Everywhere you look on the streets, you can see naked flesh. I have to say that I do feel quite comfortable out there, dealing with the small fact that I am naked all the time.Ron: As you might have noticed, I am still stuck in the textiles world. I don't have any problem. "I want you to always do your bestto look sexy, so I made some adjustment to your feet. You now will have towear at least four inch heels for your feet to feel comfortable." Shehanded me a pair of pumps. "Try these on."They fit perfectly as I stood up. Then I noticed the bed was gone and mycaptor was a giant again. "Time for you to get going," she said reachingdown for me."Wait! Don't I get any clothes?" I asked in a bit of a panic."You should have no trouble getting women to buy you anything.