The memory of Janet's shout still strong, Jack quickly bounced up and pushed her aside. He grabbed the other man, yanking him off the bed. Jack steppe... back and reared back to punch when he looked up... and kept looking up... Geez, this guy was huge. He was easily six inches taller than Jack, and he had muscles where Jack didn't even have skin. Jack pulled back, and spoke. "You..." he stopped; his voice had come out as more of a squeak. He took a breath, and this time he spoke in a deep voice. Kafi der tak karta rha fir neck ko lick karne laga vo moon kar rhi thi ufff or sath hi sath mujhe tightly hug karne lagi or kaan mai paas aakar boli ki mai tumhe 1 day se like karne lagi thi., phir maine use bola tumne bataya kyu nhi or kall kya gande kaam kar rhi thi teeno , usne sorry bol kar kiss karne lagi ,mai bhi sath dene laga ,phir usko neck kiss karne lagya uske uper aagya ,or neck lick karte karte slowbottom lick karne laga vo tarapne lagi leg shivering karne lagi mere hair mai ko. We just looked into each other & it just happened that with the air her saree pallu started flying (not literally but It went quite up in the air). I tried to catch it but accidentally stepped on her foot & she screamed due to the crush & stood up but lost her balance & now I had to catch hold of her & I did (not like Bollywood movies). So please imagine the situation – pallu was still flying, I caught hold of her waist & the other hand was exactly on the cleavage (couldn’t get hold of what you. She said No and started to find way to door. She was frightened and was shouting for help. I locked the door and pushed her on to the cot in the bedroom. Now she was pleading me to spare her. She was saying “please dont do any thing, I am your sister, Please sir”. I could not control my urge to have se with her. She was so fleshy that I was getting desires to kiss her all the body making her nude. I pulled her saree off and pulld out all her undergarments. I could see her pussy clearly. She.