Darawaaja..wah chupachaap ja kar darawaaja laga aaya..to mai saadi ka pallu umgali par lapetate hue kahi.har.r.riya..la..i..t. Wah chupachaap ja kar l...aeet bujha kamare me andhakaar kar diya.aur paas a kar mujhe pakada to mai khud usake seene se lag gayi. Wah wahi khade khade mujhe sahalane laga..wah meri peeth par haath phera..peeth se kamar par aaya.aur phir neeche pomd tak pahumch gaya. Aapase sach kahati hu usake dwaara apane pomd sahalaaye jaane se meri saams dhokani ki tarah chalane lagi. "Ohmygod," she said, "I'm sorry." Don't worry about it," I replied. "I'm sure you haven't seen a lot of piercings like that."She got herself under control, but I could swear I could see her nipples through her top. Her faced was flushed too. As great as the fantasy sounded, especially considering how quickly my arousal was shooting up, perving on my sister was a bad idea. I got my robe on, then headed toward the shower, where I masturbated furiously under the burning hot water. I managed --. Our living room had a door at each end, with the front door in the other wall. I was wearing normal bedtime clothes, shorts with tightie-whities underneath and maybe a T-shirt. She was wearing a pretty nightgown that went from her ankles all the way up to her neck, but it had buttons on the neck to allow it to be undone and reveal a surprising amount of cleavage. As we watched TV (back when you had basic cable when it was first introduced) we were both getting a little bored, but neither of us. Dhire dhire mujse bahot sari bate karne lagi par kabhi sex ki bate nahi karti thi.me use dekhkar bahot sexy ban jata hu or use pakad ke chod dalu aesha man karte tha par wo nahi kar saka. Par me dhire dhire uski masti karne laga kabhi hath pakad ke sahlata kabhi nak pakad ke tang karta.kabhi pet or kamar pe chituki bharta dhire dhire wo bhi meri jeshi masti karne lagi.ab wo mujse or jyada miljul gai ab wo thodi bahot sexy bate bhi karne lagi thi.me uske gaal pe chituki karta kabhi use sahelata.