Ek din mere sabr ka baandh toot gaya . Raat main sote hue main use chipk ke kuch kuch dabane lag jaata , wo sarak sarak ke diwar se jaa adi , wo patti...oat pehne so rahi thi . Diwar se wo sat gayi apna muh mere se doosri taraf karke aur main bhi jaake chipak gaya , maine fatafat uska petti coat uppar kheench liya , petticoat uppar aate hi wo boli “ranjan chod mujhe” ye sunte hi maine uska muh ek haath se dakh liya . Meri hawas ab har kirtimaan paar kar chuki thi , mera lund to baahar nikla hi. The taste, the smell, the sight, and the feel all contriving to drive me totally wild with lust.I grabbed her spindly legs and pulled her now, twisting her body until she was laying on her back with her ass at the edge of the bed and her legs down to the floor. Moving my face to her parted crotch again I stuck my tongue right into her soft gash, parting the inner folds of her skin with it until her tiny little clit popped out. I nuzzled it with my lips and Christa's body shuddered. I nibbled at. She stepped into the room and I saw she was still wearing her pyjamas - a cotton singlet and shorts. My erection had by now died down but gazing at my sister I was surprised to feel it twitch a couple times. Whilst I was with Auntie Eleanor I hadn’t really thought about my sister in that way but looking at her now I was surprised to see that she was starting to grow breasts! I hadn’t really noticed this before, obviously being too preoccupied.“So how come you’re up already them?” I laughed. . She clicked on Spotify, and as Jason Mraz sang through the airwaves, she started cutting up zucchini.She was in her own world singing along when suddenly, a calloused hand came around her neck, squeezed tightly, and dry lips crashed on the back of her neck. It was supposed to be a kiss but was more like cat claws scraping across her skin.At the same time, the other calloused hand reached roughly into her panties, rubbing her clit as if rubbing off a scratcher ticket.A thousand thoughts ran.