I opened the cupboard. It made a gentle creaky sound that sounded like a loud cracking sound in the silence of the night. I didn’t know whether Roly...heard it in her room. Anyway, I wasn’t expecting her spying on me at that time of night. I took a worn-out kerchief from the cupboard and bolted it again. I settled on my bed. Slowly draping the kerchief over my glans, I began rubbing my cock with my fingers. I closed my eyes and tried to think about the beautiful hairy pussy of my horny sister;. Tears started streaming down my face.“Stop!” I could barely muster out. I screamed, “Please!”A quick “Shh!” was all she responded with and continued spanking my bottom hard.I had had enough of this. I squirmed my body, jerking on my arms, but I was held firmly in place. I couldn’t budge an inch anywhere and helplessly laid there while she held me down and ruthlessly spanked me. How was she so much stronger than me?She struck hard and fast, there was no letting up, no breaks, not even brief. I'm not proud of it, but more than once I'd gotten out some lotion and tissues and rubbed one out to the sound of her getting fucked. Now she was going down on me. I had to assume this was a case of mistaken identity... but how drunk did she have to be to come into my room instead of his? Well, I wasn't going to look a gift blowjob in the mouth. She began rubbing her hand up and down the length of me and working her tongue around the most sensitive part of my head. I grabbed her leg and pulled,. And when I'm not teaching or coaching, I'm playing in baseball and hockey leagues. I get offers all the time, but I have never taken anyone up on it because sex with Katie is the greatest, and I want it to stay that way.When this adventure happened, Katie had been gone for 5 days, one of the longest trips she'd been on in awhile. I expected her home late on Saturday night. It was only Saturday afternoon, and I was missing her in a big way. I was lounging on the couch watching the hockey game,.