I couldn't go down stairs in my underwear because mysister and mom would surly spot my boner. So I found my jockstrap from pee-wee football and put i... on under my under pants. Now I was sure my boner wouldn't be seen. I went down tobreakfast, my sister was already eating because she needed to goto work. On Saturday's she worked all day so she could haveSunday off to study. I was kneeing in my chair leaning forwardeating my food when my sister got up to go to work. What Ididn't know was. I digress.I would ask her to dress up for me. Shoes with high heels, black thong panties, matching bra, some nylon stockings, maybe even some garter belt. Short, tight skirt and blouse or corset, to wrap her body up.She would have to wear full make up, lipstick, mascara.. not because she is not pretty without it, but because I love seeing ruined make-up from all the sucking, choking, gagging and spitting on her pretty face.I don’t know where would we meet, if it would be private hotel room,. We’d meet at the same park every day it was sunny and then go fuck in the woods. (Actually he’d fuck and I’d hold still) One day in late August he introduced me to Gary. It was so awkward for both of us. To this day neither of us knew what Hank was up to. He always came to the park alone except for the last day we met. There was no sense asking Hank what was up. He wasn’t much of a talker. ‘This is Gary.’ was all he said about it. I thought maybe we were going to have a threesome or something.. Kitche me, bathroom me bachho ke samne hi, room hall humare gher me aisi koi jehge nahi bachi hai janha usne mujhe choda naa ho. Meri height 5’7” or size 38-30-36 hai. Ek din mai chatt per khadi thi to tabhi wo piche se aaye or mujhe chumne lage. Mai bhi unhe respond ker rahi thi. Fir dheere-dheere wo mere boobs dabane lage. Unke hoth mere hoth se chipke hue the. Fir dheere dheere unke hoth thode alag hue or unka jibh mere muh me jane laga fir humare jibh ek dosre se khel rehe the. Tabhi.