I let out a small cry of pleasure and he reached back with his other hand and quickly undid the zipper and buttons on my jeans, then, shoving his hand...into the small space there, he found my pussy and began to finger me. I tightened my muscles in shock and pleasure, and he slid his fingers out from inside me. For a moment, he stopped his thrusting, and in the light I could see him bring his fingers to his face and sniff, then he rubbed them against his thumb; obviously curious at the sticks. Rachel had clearly given all my activities a glowing report; because I was soon to find I’d earned back my sister’s warmth and affection.I had been bare-chested in the sun-drenched driveway, putting a finishing polish to Robert’s 4x4 when their taxi arrived.Linda emerge from the cab looking great and she’d came over to hug me and there was something special in the way she’d held me; as her lips brushed my neck. “Oh it’s so good to see you Brad! Where’s Rachel?”“Oh yeh, she’s out on a ramble;. Badi mushkil se me usse pehan k khada ho paaya. Then usne mujhe chair pe bitha diya aur bola ki ab wo mera make up karegi, mene usse bola ki ye bohut jyada ho raha hai to usne mere balls pakad k daba diye, me dard se chillane lag gaya aur usse maafi maangne lag gaya. Usne bola ki ab kisi baat ke liye roka to wo mujhe aur dard degi. Usne aadhe ghante tak mera make up kiya, and then fir usne mujhe black medium hair wig pehna di. Jab mene khud ko mirror me dekha to me pehchan hi ni paaya, me pura. I adapt the story (create chyoa chapters, review the formatting and maybe in time some alternative choices.) I also adapt it to the norm of age that is used here since the French law is not the same about age. The story was originally published in French on the site histoiresdecheznous2. I don't know who the original writer is and also have no way to contact him, so I can't ask for permission, if he sees this story and wants me to remove it then he can ask me freely. I don't want and do not.