I took out a silver crayon and I managed to write “hot area” along her arse hole. She was giggling the whole time I did this.It was now my sister�...�s turn to dare me. She was reluctant, and hesitantly told me that she felt so good when I was using a crayon near her arsehole and that she wanted me to kiss her arsehole. She had a cute desperate ring in her voice which turned me on so much. I agreed ever so happily. She went on her knees again and held her butt crack open. I put my face onto her. Main: Nahi woh main dhone ke liye aaya tha.Maa hath dhokar palat kar boli: Dhone ki zarurat nahi hai, tel se malish ki haina, kuch der rahne do.Fir maa mujhe poochi: Waise kahi tum naatak to nahi kar rahe the na?Main: Nahi, sachme lagi thi.Maa mere paas aayi aur teekhi nazro ke sath mujhe dekh boli: Mujhe aisa kuch to lag raha hai ki tum kuch chupa rahe ho mujhse.Main unse nazar na milate hue wash basin ke paas gaya aur hath dhota hua bola: Aap kya kah rahi ho, main ab bhala kyu kuch chupaunga. "Who makes more money?" I said.She accepted that I made more money than her and that I thought sheaccepted that I wore the trousers. I could not have been more wrong.That day she started playing a hypnosis tape as I slept each evening. Idid not realise that she was doing this. The tape said:"You are tired of being a man. This is because you are only pretending tobe a man. Really you are a woman trapped in a man's body. Yourgirlfriend Carol is trying to keep you trapped in a man's body. . ‘Sit on me and put it in!’ Cindy swung her leg over his body and settled atop him, her damp pussy trapping his rigid shaft between them. She rocked her hips, rubbing her slit against the shaft of Bill’s steel-hard club. It felt so good she did it again, and again. When she couldn’t wait any more, Cindy reached between them, grasped his rod, raised her hips, then lowered herself onto it, sighing as his shaft slid into her. It always felt fantastic when that big cock of his went into her. ‘Oh,.