You watch as you run your finger along your lips, collecting the moisture, spreading it, finger painting happily a whimsical design. How beautiful. Ho... erotic. You pull back the skin over your clit and watch as you slide your finger along one side then the other. You feel it tingle, aching to be touched. Yet you linger, letting the sensation build, just the way he does. Oh, how you crave his attention. You’ve given in, and touch, slowly rubbing just under the clit, the sensation overpowers you. As I laid back on her bed to get comfortable, I put a couple of pillows under my head so I can watch what she was going to do to me. My sister got between my legs on her elbows and started to touch and play with my dick. Up and down she rubbed it with her thumb, index and middle fingers. She asked me why it was so hard? I told her I didnt know. It just does it some times when I play with it or see something dirty. She said to me that when I was smaller and we got baths together that it never. Let me tell you about my mom she was just 38yrs at the time this incident happened and i was 20yrs, am mom sizes are may be 34-30-36 and she s fair in colour with black eyes and good length hair she looks very very young for her age and she always wears saree al the time and maintains her very clean and beautiful. she care for me very much from my child wood days and i loved her too, my thoughts towards her changed after i saw some incest movies and read stories after i completed my school. Paulina’s words played over inside his head on an endless loop, driving him insane. She’d had the audacity to call him, pretending to be happy he’d recovered. The bitch. He was almost sure she was the one who’d tried to drive him off the road. He vaguely remembered a black vehicle ramming him from the side. She’d asked about Abigail. That’s where he’d practically lost it. “I’ve cut off my financial aid for her. Seems her putting out for you has secured her enough income to not need mine.