The wind blew occasionally with a warm breeze that hit my face through the open window. I was laying on top of my younger sister Anjali and she was be...ow me with her eyes closed tightly.“Anna…Ethu thappu illaya?” she asked me as I kept silent looking at her neck as a drop of sweat rolled down and landed on her cleavage.“Thapputhan but unaku pidichu irukulla Anjali,” I questioned her back. She remained silent as I unbuttoned her blouse and removed it completely.The ceiling fan hummed in a low. She gripped the blanket tightly around her shoulders and fumbled around the cabin in the dark. She took her phone from her pocket, still no signal and switched on the flashlight. The cabin wasn’t much but was shelter from the storm. She searched cupboards for something to eat. She found some cans of baked beans and thought to herself, “These should warm things up,” followed by a giggle. She searched around and found a can opener and a pot to warm the beans. At that time, Jack was coming. Anto: Wow you both father-son are ready to fuck. Whom will I get laid with?Vishal: We have another surprise for you. Why don’t you videotape us?Anto: What do you think?Renu: It’s your choice.I was getting more turned thinking my wife involved in an exciting desi group sex and getting fucked by two other men and I agreed to videotape them because both Vishal and Kumar’s wives were hotter than Renu and Reshma. Moreover, Vishal’s wife was lactating too. So I agreed.Reshma: Anto why don’t you get. Before leaving the bedroom, he pulled on his flat-heeled pumps, wrappedtheir ribbons around his ankles, and tied them into tiny bows.He looked in the mirror and murmured, "I think I'll also wear my cap." Itwas two pieces of cotton cloth sewn together to cover his hair so itwould not get dusty. Again, Susan had sewn ruffles around the front tomake it prettier. Women did not normally wear their caps at home when novisitors were expected, but Adam wanted to keep his husband at.