Her legs, as a result of hiking and stairclimbing, were shapely and muscular, with nocellulite, yet. Her face was undistinguished, but notugly, and h...r hair, now that she wasn't teaching,might be improved with a bit of color. Blonde orred head? She should let it grow out some, also. More than once, she thought, people seeing her inshirt and jeans and short hair had supposed she wasa lesbian. Well, she'd have a year to work on herhair. She raised her arms, watching how her breastslifted in. This is a fantasy story about me and my cousin sister. I am Kumar from Chennai and and this happened when i was in my 12th grade she is my cousin sister and lives near by she was so close to me during those time we used to share all sorts of things even the websites in which i used to watch pron and she would consult with her friends and used to suggest me with good sites. But this was all like a good strong bond between a brother and sister which was the way i felt, but things took a sudden. "That's my boy, you still have it!" mom said. "Yes I do, wait, what do you mean?" I quizzed. Mom replied "I knew your sister and you were playing around with each other, your dad and I would spy on you guys. And I knew you two were playing with me when you thought I was passed out. I had put that idea in your sister's head, to fuck me when I was passed out and I pretended to be passed out. Your dad and I wanted to get a little family thing going but that did not work out. I was glad to get some. “You live and work with scum,” his counterpart squealed, his voice chittering, snapping and clicking. “We’ll decide how ‘peaceful’ you are. The Tandorians are anything but.” Al noted his pronunciation was far from that of their hosts, and vowed to adopt their speech patterns to the best of his limited human capabilities.“Still, your request made us curious,” the other one said, speaking in a far more easily understood manner. The clicks and pops remained, but were much more subtle. “No.