She suggested me to read some good books, and watch some movies to divert mind. In a word she was one of those, for whom one can dream as a friend. Ti...l then there was nothing, I got job few years passed smoothly, she was 25, I was little younger, her parents were looking for her match, somehow they were not getting a appropriate guy, so her mother was tensed,because of that she was mentally occupied, otherwise life was OK. This time I bought her some good music, comedy movies like Munnabhai. She loved him. He smiled at her with what he was sure was one of the happiest smiles he had had in a very long time. ‘I love you.’ He told her with eyes just a little shiny with joy. They kissed and resumed their thrust into each other. After the kiss they looked at each other and both started to laugh. The weight of world seemed lifted from them both. ‘Well, now that we have that out of the way. Stop this tender shit. I need fucked, hard!’ she informed him. ‘Yes Ma’am!’ he almost shouted.. The top seemed to drip down my body from my shoulders. I noticed that almost any movement of my torso would bare the undersides of my breasts. I realized that hardly mattered though, since it was so sheer they were readily visible anyway.I picked up the garter belt. It was black, narrow, and ruffled, with four garters. I clipped it in front of me and then turned it around, settling it around my waist comfortably. When I picked up the sheer black stockings I noticed that they were control top. ... Are you telling me you notice such things as a woman's slip under her skirt when she walks?" asked Kelly."Hey sis, I can spot a woman wearing satin from half a mile away, even if it's just the collar of her blouse peeking from beneath her coat. It drives me crazy. Honestly!" I told her seriously.As I continued to fondle my sister's buttocks with my right hand, I moved my left hand higher over her breasts, gently brushing over her nipples as I did so. Kelly took a deep breath as my hand.