.. and knowing that he was the only one who got to take advantage of my body.After that, it was nothing but sports bras, yoga pants, and occasionally ...ven gym shorts. I loved it - getting to show off the curves that only my brother gets to touch.I’ve even had a few people recognize me from my site. If it were up to me, I’d have rewarded them with a quickie ... but I knew my brother wouldn’t like that.And that was all that mattered.Every day, as soon as I came home from the gym, my brother would. She had that big boobs and protruding ass to kill for.So after her arrival, I kept on giving her looks trying to gain her attention. Twice she found me staring at her and ignored. I joined my friends on the sangeet floor where everyone was dancing and enjoying the night. I wanted to break the ice so on the pretext of pulling my friends and others present there I approached her. I asked her to join us on the floor, she gave me killer kinky smile and shied back. I then with all the guts held her. I left the door unlocked to the warehouse. Knowing she would be there soon, I sent ‘ go to the couch bend over the back. Face the wall with your legs spread’. I let a few more minutes pass. ‘Do not speak. Cum,moan,scream, but DO NOT TALK!’ I looked at my watch, I sent the last text ‘It may or may not be me’. I had told him my plan last week. He was reluctant so I took him over one afternoon and showed him around. I explained the entire fantasy in detail. He was to arrive in the evening. He. You're my personal pharmacologist. Every single psychoactive molecule you create for me is targeted precisely at a specific pleasure centre. I'm sure I can't take any more, but... Step. Step. Crack. "Four." I sigh. Inhale. Smelling the spikenard, and the unmistakable scent of my own arousal. I try to move my limbs, but the restraints hold. I'm going to come, physically. My cunt starts to tense. Step. Step. Crack. "Five." You're finding this tiring. I can hear you panting. Hefting a.