I'd only met her about two minutes ago and, as well as giving me my first kiss, she was giving me my first experience at throat-fucking!I was holding ...er head firmly in my hands, fucking her hot throat violently and she never choked, gagged or even blinked once, the whole time sucking me like a crazed vampire and her amazing talented, flexible tongue swirling round and round my cock and working its way up and down my shaft.Well, a few seconds of her incredible cock-skills was all I could take. She was wearing a nylon gown and was looking very pretty. Then there was a door bell. I opened and found that Mr. Babulal was standing. I invited him and asked to be seated. Shalini served breakfast to him also and then tea. We spoke about the Bombay life and other general topics. Then our talks turned to the latest serials, fashions etc. I wondered how the ladies in the serials and film heroines wear blouse, which is like their second skin. So perfect measurement. Babulal, hesitated, and. Besides, mom had found some blood on sis’s bed sheets that night after I fucked her. I overheard them talking. She told mom she had an itch and had scratched inside. Mom told her that was okay but to be careful. Maybe when I knew she had gone strolling across the bridge I wouldn't worry. Most the time she had us with her though. Today she had gone across the creek to a neighbor’s house Sis climbed up the ladder and sat down in front of me spreading out her legs and across mine. . She is dressed in a polo shirt, cut-off cargo pants and polished black thick soled leather loafers. There's the heavy, sweet, fine, aura of Santa Maria Novella; the same scent she was wearing when we first met.She unlocks the door with a swipe card, comes in and sits on my bed. She motions me to sit and I kneel at her feet.She slips her feet out of her shoes, to draw them up onto the mattress, but instinctively (now) I lean forward and begin to kiss her feet.They are beautiful feet; lightly.