”She smiled at me as if to say challenge accepted. She pulled her shirt up and over her head and threw it down on the ground with mine. She may have...had a bra on but it was one she had chosen with painting in mind. It appeared to be quite old and had worn thin. I could easily make out her nipples through the material. Her nipples were a much darker colour than the rest of her skin and they were quite hard, protruding and pushing against the material.Without really realising it, I let out a. Tough shit!Then after all of that bitching she told me that she had to go to the bathroom. I had actually been looking forward to that. I had watched mom take her into the bathroom and then bring her out again several times. I always wanted to see Stormy’s pussy. I wanted to see her tits too but that might have to wait. Right then all I could think of was that I was going to get to see my sister’s pussy and wipe it too. Maybe my fingers could slip off the toilet paper and actually touch her. This is where she surprised me, she leaned to the side and quickly kissed my erection outside on the fabric, I tensed up, feeling the precum making a small wet spot in my boxers. I leaned forward pretending to do some typing on the keyboard, but as our bodies covered up the keyboard now I gently slid my hand down between her legs. Tracing her thighs I was greeted by an excitingly warm, wet and inviting pussy. Feeling her body tensing as I touched her most precious region I slowly started to. "Are you drunk?" I asked grinning, easily tasting the champagne on her flicking tongue."No! I just had a glass or two my beautiful uncle. They wanted to reward us for being so patient during the delay," she explained as she continued to kiss me. "Did we miss Times Square? I want to see the big ball Uncle" No sweetie, if we rush we still have time to get there, c'mon, lets go," I answered as I lowered her to her feet. I had to hold her arm as we ran, Amelie's two glasses must have been very.