There was a sew seconds before she said; “Here’s your drink, its coke and rum.” I snapped back to reality, apologised and we began chatting abou... all the party’s scandal. After about an hour she suggested we went to the spare room and continued our conversation in bed. I rummaged through my bag in the hall pulling out most of its contents to find I had left my pyjamas at home. I called up to Emily, who had already gone upstairs to get changed , and asked did she have any spare. She called me up. My family is a small family has father, mother, me and my elder sister. My sister is just 2 years older than me. My sister got married when she is in 23 years.This story is the sex relation between me and my sister’s friend named Sumantha. My sister and Sumantha are school friends. They are very close and me too. I just want to describe her. She is tall and fair. She is a super figure, she has good sturcture and round face. I was impressed with her boob structure and I want to suck those once.. .. she was the One. I told you that earlier and I meant it. She really was... so she liked to fuck around ... maybe I wasn't adequate as a lover ... but I wouldn't give her up. I loved her and she loved me, right? Not sexually, perhaps ... but as a person, as a ... something.The men were really hammering her now, her body flailing about like a ragdoll as they ruthlessly fucked her. Their pace meant it wasn't long before they obviously began to come inside her and it was at that point I heard. Emptying my cock, I finally collapsed back and admired my handy work and began to snicker uncontrollably... when suddenly I heard a noise down the hall. Panic set in, and I quickly pulled JoJo up and directed her over to the corner to stand and hide with me in the shadows, waiting and praying that whomever it was would quickly return to bed. Like me they were probably getting up to take a toilet break. It was there as I stood terrified that I began to chuckle to myself, amused by the absurdity.