My boy shorts were damp, the soft material shiny with my secretions. I looked down and saw my pussy lips engorged in the hotel lamplight, smooth and i...viting beneath the tightly stretched material. I drove my free hand beneath my pants and slid two fingers gently past the outer folds of my pussy. Bringing my hand up to my mouth I tasted them, tracing my tongue over their outline, imagining they were her. I tasted so sweet, yet tangy, and wondered if my neighbour liked the taste of herself when. She started kissing me on my lips. I said, “did you want this from me? For how long?” She sighed and said, “i was aware that you saw me masturbating. The same night it occurred to me that i can share bed with you. I was only waiting for opportunity. You gave me this opportunity by reminding me of your childhood days”. Once again she gave me a deep kiss. She was now open from the front. I could see her naked body. I placed one hand on her head and kissed her on my own, thrusting my tongue in her. And I continued my observations. My eyes adapted to the darkness completely and I started to distinguish the details. My sister was still lying on her back with slightly spread legs. The movements of her hand repeated rather monotonously and lasted for 10 or 15 minutes. At some moment her left hand came to her breast and started stroking it. Then from the heave of her breast I noticed that she started breathing faster and deeper. At this moment the movements of her right hand slowed down. It's a bit more than usual at this angle but I know you can do it." The ropes were now in place, along with the obligatory black over the mouth gag. Her upper thigh and abdominal definition added just the right illusion of resistance. "And lift your lower back...try to point your toes if you can...lift up your head and look at me...Fantastic." Her coral nails clawed ineffectively at the white wrist ropes. "Stay with it, Katie...thatta girl...Perfect."The long legs, the high heels, the upward.