The robe is off her right shoulder now, but still on her arm. She moves her left arm, picking it up so the sleeve rides high. Her left hand goes down ...s she leans up to pull the robe off her other leg. I see her slip that arm out of the robe, which will leave her left side totally bare. My cock is raging now, begging for my touch. Oh, God! How I wish it was her touch on me!She's leaned back again. I watch and listen as her hand starts roaming over her belly, then up to her breasts. She lightly. I rest my hand on the small of her back on her thin white t-shirt, drawing my fingers gently up and down her back until she relaxes, then up and down her butt and the backs of her legs until she's accustomed to touch and starting to tingle and thrill, goosebumps on her pale skin. She rolls over on her back and I run my hands up and down her little tummy and the tops of her thighs, around the legs and waist of the soft cotton panties, up over the t-shirt, then up under the t-shirt, I touch her. When her eyes detected me, her fingers pulled out the earphones. She asked me why I took so long in the toilet.I spoke. "You have a little sister?" Yeah." Ella smiled. "She's really, really weird. If she ever tries to annoy you, just ignore her. That's what everyone does to her anyway. She belongs in a nuthouse." What's wrong with her? Is something bothering her?" She's been strange ever since Dad died." Maybe she misses her father." She's just homesick. Our family moves around all the time and. “Oh very well,” she relented and to my complete horror she began to unbutton her blouse.I was nonplussed. I merely meant to scare her so she would never do anything similar again, but she was taking me at my word.Her blouse fell open and showed her mounds which were sorely constricted by her corsets. I gallantly stepped forwards and pried them free so they flopped over the tightly constricting black leather corset.My member reared as I felt her silky soft tit flesh in my palms. I pushed her.