I pulled her trembling body tight against my, and she felt my rock hard cock press against her lathery, hot mound as y lips covered hers. I kissed her...deeply as our bodies slipped soapily against one another.I pushed her back slightly so the hot water could spray over us, rinsing the lather from our bodies. When we were rinsed, i moved my kisses to other places and began tracing the contours of her body with my tongue. Each stroke of my tongue caused her to gasp and sent electric shocks through. There were few times I massaged her bare feet and that gave me an incredible hard on. She had a boyfriend then, Kanna, a fairly good looking guy whom she was dating quite regularly. I used to be very jealous of that guy. Even some of my school friends had their eyes on my sister. I knew some of them came to my house to visit me so that they can see her. There was this particular friend, Sathya, whom I found out later shared the same desire for my sister. Sathya is my age. Sathya is not handsome. Nipples, whether someone else’s or my own, were particular favorites of mine. Sandy was working up a good sweat on top of Rich. He was roughly pulling and twisting her nipples, just the way she liked and was actively bouncing his own hips to thrust up into her. Rich’s cock was a good two inches longer than mine, reaching eight inches into her vagina and had a proportional girth. Unlike most men, it had almost no curve to it at all when hard. I reached over and rubbed my wife’s clit a bit. She. It was cool out and getting cooler so I slipped on my lined raincoat and headed out with a kiss for good luck from Missy. The hotel was a short walk from the apartment so there was no need to hail a cab. I left via the side entrance to my apartment building which put me on a major street. I remembered to walk carefully but purposefully. After a few moments I relaxed, feeling the cool air draft underneath my skirt, cooling me through my open raincoat. I settled into a walk, feminine,.