" She turned over and pulled her panties the rest of the way off, over her long young legs. She lay on her back, feet on his chest as he took her agai... and she let out a soft moan, then both laughing. She turned her head to the side . . . the little brother was back! She moaned out a question, about what he was doing, and he answered her, in video game terms, without looking up. Amazing. Crazy. But a little exciting. She started to moan, and then almost to cum. "We gotta stop!" he said, and he. Sure enough like clockwork my fathers car was pulled up and parked in a space down the street. My Dad himself was chatting to the neighbour who was still in his garden trimming his plants. A level of panic rose up inside me, as I raced to the TV switching the channel over and quickly pushing the eject button on the VHS player – ramming the illicit tape into my school bag. I quickly dropped the toothbrush and the pussy-juice and condom covered rolling pin into my school bag as well. I was. I felt the hot breath on my cheeks. Then I looked beside and saw her staring at me. Our breaths got closer and she slowly approached my face and finally placed her lips on my upper lips.I rubbed her lower lips with my lips at the same time. We continued French kissing ourselves for 4 minutes or so then she pulled back and stared at me with thirst in her eyes. I pulled out my shirt and placed the laptop and the pillow on the table revealing the big tent formed in my shorts. I was about to pull. It was clear that it did not matter to him that I was kissed hard by his friend and so called brother; right in front of him.I told myself, “What the hell!” If it did not matter to my husband; then why should I restrain my desires? I surrounded my arms around Dev’s head and whole heartedly joined him in the French kiss, pressing his mouth harder on mine.While I was engaged in the kiss with Dev, I stuck my hand and did not allow Raj to raise the bottom hem of my gown any higher. I did not notice.