Megan went about her day as she always did, a smile playing on her lips asshe thought about the weekend ahead. Ryan was nothing if not creative, andhe...knew of her tastes, of her fantasies. It excited her to think what He mighthave in store for her. Megan packed for their weekend carefully. She knew Ryan hated for her to over-packjust as much as if she didn't bring everything that was needed. She madesure that she packed her best lingerie along with winter sweaters, slacksand boots. She never. She stood in front of his door and had rung the bell before she had found the time to think, her chances of reconsidering fading with every second, then completely evaporating when she heard the key turn.“Catherine, how are you?”“Simon, not well actually. Can I come in?”“Yeah, sure, sure. What’s up?”The moment the door had closed behind them Catherine found herself in his arms, feeling the same inner struggle in him she had felt for months, years even. A struggle that had to be suppressed for. Her other hand takes his balls and massages them as her warm, wet mouth encases his head. Abla sucks on the pink apex like she is sucking the sweetness out of a Popsicle stick all the while playing with his balls. Then, spreading the tiny hole on his dick with her fingers, she blows a little air over the opening and flicks her tongue over it. Alex gasps and moans and clutches the arm rest of the arm chair. After a few more flicks of her adept tongue, Abla slowly takes all of him into her mouth. My sister had changed completely. Her figure 36-28-34(got to know later) , with massive boobs and a protuding ass she was looking stunning. My sister noticed my surprised face and told that she had joined the gym . The day went in talking and sharing stories from my hostel.Next day everyone was busy in cleaning the house . Our house has 3 storeys so it’s a really tough job to clean it. It was 11 in the night and only kitchen was left. My mom told us that the maid will do it tomorrow, we should.