Ramu- kaka ab apni umar ka lihaj karo, 45 sal ke ho gaye ho phir bhi mannahi bhara abhiHariya- are betwa in cheejo se kisi ka kabhi man bhara hai, ab ...ekho isumar me tumka ek mast chut mil jana chahiye to tumhare chehre parkuch nikhar aaye par tum ho ki bas kam ke bojh ke tale dabe ja rahe hoRamu- to kaka chodne ke liye ek aurat bhi to hona chahiye ab tum hibatao hum kise chodeHariya- [muskurate huye] tumhare aas pas bahut maal hai beta jara apninajro se pahle un maal ko dekho to sahi, tumhara. I took a warm shower, changed my clothes and drove to our friends’ house. But I found some pretty bad traffic and I then texted Anita, saying I was really late. She texted back saying not to worry and she loved me.I could get to the party around two o’clock. I was surprised it was still in good flow. The door was open and I walked straight in and set about finding my wife. I bumped into James and he said he had seen Anita dancing with some friends.I couldn't see her anywhere so I headed into. This definitely hadn't happened with us yet. I thrilled as much now at seeing my sister naked as I did the first time.Finally the school year ended and summer was beginning. It couldn't have come soon enough. Karen had made other friends at college but Megan remained her best friend. As it turned at, both were going to the same community college, although mainly different classes. Megan was in the nursing program. Now, however, there was a new field of guys hitting on my sister.The first day. Long back and forth debates about how, when and where we would next see each other. I suppose that’s polite code for when we would next fuck. One of the things I always wanted to know was what knickers she had on that day. I’m not some kind of fetishist, I just liked to imagine her going about her day, naked except for a pair of knickers. I’d encourage her to buy and wear top class undies, comfy for all day wear yet colourful and sexy to look at - I hate grey knickers on a girl.All that died.