Allí aprovechaba y me sentaba en sus piernas. Con gran disimulo acariciaba mis pequeñas nalgas y a veces deslizaba su mano por mi entrepiernas. Clar...!!! sin que nadie se diera cuenta. Yo, inocente, creía que eran caricias normales. Pero volviendo a mis 11 años, recuerdo que mi mamá me mandaba a comprar al negocio del sr. Alberto. Él tenía una tienda de productos de limpieza y muchas veces mi mamá, a mediodía, se quedaba sin lavaplatos o detergente. El negocio a esa hora estaba cerrado, pero. " Alex grabbed my hand andBrittany's. It was just the nudge we needed, and all three of us weresoon at the head of the line.The Delta smiled as we walked up. "Welcome, sisters."I was quaking, but Alex stepped up and took the pen without anotherword. She made a big show of signing her name and then stepped back. Foronce she was quiet. Maybe it was the fact that she knew this was amoment that demanded that no pressure be given.Brittany and I exchanged glances, and then we both decided. I stepped. I unbuttoned her blouse slowly and she did not resist. My guess from rubbing my right hand down her back was correct. She was wearing a white singlet or training bra as some brothers call it. It was a turn on as white singlets are usually worn by younger girls between 12 and 14 who are usually more innocent and nubile. To see a Sec 4 school girl wearing it made my cock stand. Of course, it wasn’t all unusual since her breasts were a 32A and rather small for her age. Most girls at that age would. When she reached terrace she saw from stairs chhotu jerking his dick . At that time she was innocent and don’t know what he is doing. She immediately interrupted chhotu and asked him what he is doing. He replied he was tired of work so he was bit relaxing. My sister seemed it true and deliver the message to him of mum and ran down.The same thing happened after some days but this time chhotu thought of taking some advantage of my sister. He told her that his hand is paining so whether she can.