I remove the pallu and undressed her. She was now wearing only shorts and a blouse.“The problem starts from here,” I said and draped the saree aro...nd her waist very low in a way that it is below her navel. I touched and dragged my rough fingers across her navel. There were few pubic hairs strands. I pulled a few hairs out and she moaned.“Ms. Convenor, you should wax these out when you are wearing saree so low.”“Yes, sir.”I draped a few rounds and adjusted the saree so that there is ample view. Well, ok, I kissed my older sister, but only after mom told me to make up with her after hitting her. That was on the cheek and didn’t count. I was kissing Cindy right on the lips!This was the late 1960’s; time of hippies, drugs, free love, Woodstock, Apollo, and oh yeah, Vietnam War and USSR. But Eddie and I were just entering high school, and I was sitting with him on blankets in their basement kissing his younger sister as he critiqued. We were having a sleepover, but the pizza and cokes and. We were in this position about fifteen minutes and I heard a familiar moan from Lana that she did in anticipation of her orgasm. She did not disappoint me as she screamed out “I am cumming!” She pulled her chest away from Cathy as Cathy dismounted my face. Lana started riding my cock like crazy! Up and down at a rate that was like a jack hammer. I met her as best I could by raising my ass off the ground trying to shove my cock deeper in her cunt. “Fuck me Tony, Fuck me like only you do!” She. "What do you want to show me?" I said while climbing the wooden ladder. "Just come up and you'll see." I walked up off the ladder and stood straight up. "Here, take a look at this." I walked over to a dusty chest. "What is it?" I asked"Open it, and see" My dad said with an anxious grin.I opened up the wooden box and found a huge book. I opened it up and there was a picture of my mom with a baby in her hand. "That's you when you were born." My dad said. On the next page there was a picture of.