The story I am going to narrate happened about 12 years back when I was doing my pre university but that is still very green in my mind. Many of times...myself and my sister used to be alone in home when parents have gone out of place. Such times used to give me lot of opportunities to have look at the sexy body of my sister. Many times I used to get up at mid night and see sleeping sister and many occasions I could see her thighs, buttocks when dress has moved upward . But I was never luckier to. And just for good measure, I grabbed my cell phone off the DVD cabinet beside me and sent it hurtling toward the now-closed door. The flimsy piece of plastic and electronics shattered quite prettily against the hard wood, coming apart in three distinct chunks along with a variety of tiny little plastic and metal bits.Only then did I stop and take a deep breath, hunching forward with my hands on my knees for support. If my boyfriend were still in the room, he would've had a magnificent view of. It was so much fun forSusan to be able to combine her toys.Susan found the game to have many benefits. It was fun to play,and she had a direct hand in doing something to Ken's penis. Infact, Ken was totally passive (she later played a bondage versionof the game). She also enjoyed the control she had. She had takena boy's greatest and most valued possession, the very essence ofhis maleness, his penis, and made it a girl's toy for a girl toplay with in a girl's game.The game also had an. After we sat down the waitress came over with more beer.“Your uncles bought them for you. What possessed you two to try that?”“Oh, he just wanted his hand on my ass,” Zelda told her.“Guilty,” I said.The waitress laughed but was soon crowded out by people that wanted to talk to us. A few told me they were amazed she trusted me to do that.I then became amazed she had trusted me to do that.Then I remembered that in high school that would have been a tame stunt for her.By the time our admirers left.