By the time everybody left I was thinking about you sexually. Tonight at dinner I made up my mind. Get undressed.”“Don’t I get a say in this?”...aula reached for my shirt buttons and levered open the top one as she said with the assurance of a ten year old girl who knew she was in charge of the game, “No, I’m the big sister, you’re the little brother, you do what I say and I say are going to screw me.”What she said, what she was doing made me shiver with uncertainty, I wasn’t convinced I could. It was not entirely a coincidence that the senior Mister Roseberry back east was also the owner of the Texas Cattle Consortium currently moving thousands of steers into the virtually empty lands of Arizona and New Mexico. His thought was to find better grazing than the played out range back in Texas. His plan was to fatten them up in places like Tucson Valley and then shove them into cattle cars for the long ride back to the cities in the East. The recent failure of the Cattleman's Association. Me and my cousin geetha stayed in my uncles house as she was very close to me and nearly my age only , she also came here for the occasion and she gave me good company. Next day we all went to the nearby temple. When we returned some of the girls near by was putting mehendi in there hands , geetha liked it and she also asked them to put it on her hands, I told I will be back after changing the dress. I went to the house to change the dress and then let my pavada fall down, suddenly I heard some. But her thoughts were cut off as she felt a hand caress her knee.Eyes fixed on the road, he slipped his fingers under the edges of her black skirt. She watched with rapt attention as his hand disappeared to stroke lightly on her inner thigh. As the sensation moved slowly higher, she could feel her pussy, slightly cooled since entering the car, pool with heat again. He stroked the edge of her panties and she was sure that there was no way that he would actually…"oh…" She gasped and he smirked as.