This is a real incident which occurred last summer we live in Kottayam in Kerala. Our father John Mathew is a retired army officer. He owns a security...service in kottayam. Mom aeliamma is a teacher in a convent school near our house. My sister annie is married to eric who is working in us as computer engineer and they both live in Chicago. I am in my final year engineering college. Last summer my sister came from us to spend the vocation with us. The first ten days went very fast by seeing her. Without even thinking about it, I reached out and began jerking his enormous dick. “We can’t be doing this!” I again whispered. But even as I said this, I sat on the chair behind me and pulled him toward me by his shaft. I sat with my knees together, and he straddled me with his legs wide and cock sticking straight into my face. I pulled his mushroom head into my mouth, and began bobbing back and forth as I sucked and stroked his cock to its full 12 inches.Once he was fully erect, he pulled me. Blowing lightly on the ink, she set it to the parchment before warming the paper over a small flame. As it heated, the Centaurian blood combined with the Nariphon root and the runes reordered themselves, looking like nothing more than the ancient Psalm of Passion written in the common tongue. Its true meaning would be hidden until such time as it was painted with the juice of the Maiden Fruit. Only then would the scroll reveal its secrets.This scroll was her Testament, a record of her service. The agonizing slowness of it. How she lowered her head completely inch by inch only to come back up just as slowly. ‘God I love this thing!’ The tone of the voice. The person behind it snapped his eyes open. He looked down to find the blonde Miranda on her knees between his naked thighs. Her mouth was back on his cock sliding slowly up and down. She had no idea he was even awake now. He looked over and saw the clock flashing 5 AM. When she looked up and saw his eyes on the clock she moaned.