It was so cute, I couldn't turn down the invitation.We entered her room, and Buffy opened the door to the mini bar fridge. I poured a couple of drinks... and we continued to chat. Buffy had been out of her marriage for several years, and didn't date much. The "I'm too old for that sort of thing" spewed from her mouth. I chided her a bit, and asked: "Does everything still work?" She laughed, and responded: "Oh, yes - everything works!" We both laughed so hard, I noticed her tits jiggling. This was. They were laughing, chattering. As I watched them walking down the street I made up my mind. Get up, get some food, tobacco and get going. Just half an hour later I was walking. Leaving the crowded streets behind me calmed me down a bit. But the memories lurked in the shadows. My second Christmas on the streets, my second Christmas alone. “Why did you stupid bastard leave me like that?” I muttered, not caring a bit that I was talking to myself. It started to rain. “Yeah, Merry Christmas”. I. Her soft skin and full tits teasing me as I dug deeper inside her, feeling every inch of her walls. Even though she was asleep, her body was fully aroused. Her walls kept squeezing and contracting around my invading cock. Her nipples hardened under my tongue and her pussy got hotter and hotter. “Oh fuck sis, I’ve missed you.” I moaned, “Why would you ever let me stop fucking you? I love it so much. I love you so much.”I continued my assault on my incapacitated sister for several minutes until. He moved behind here then, toward the table. “We are going to play a game,” he said. “I am going to touch you with something, you are going to tell me what it is. Every time you get one right, a kiss will be bestowed on the place of your choosing.” She smiled, thinking of several places she would like to feel his lips. “Sounds wonderful,” she agreed. “Good, we shall start with something easy then.” She felt his calloused hand cup her breast. Her smile nearly dislodged the blindfold. “Your.