I used to get all bent out of shape when guys put the move on her and many are the times when she stopped me from going after some guy:"Honestly dear,...you have no need to act like that. I am perfectly capable of handling these situations on my own."Eventually I stopped worrying about her and that proved to be a very big mistake.It was a Christmas party at the home of Ron and Betty; a couple we were good friends with. We knew about half the people there, but the other half were friends of theirs. She'd never tell anyone, but when he said sweet things to her, she had wandering hands. As they chatted, she played with herself. What made it even more interesting was that whenever she'd be in bed in the evening, and playing with herself, because, after all, that's what she had done every night for a long time, she found herself thinking about him. He was stuck in her head and she wanted him. He finally told her that he wanted her too and it filled her with an excitement that she'd never. They walked to a sitting room she turned and faced him. They were just inches apart. She asked, "How have you been?" He reached for her hands and held them in his and answered, "I'm just fine, thank you." She released his left hand just long enough to remove her shades and reached back and took his hand back into hers. They looked into each other's eyes. The lust had never died. He pulled on her hands moving her toward him. Their hands parted and they reached for the embrace they had each. The door was a little open for me to look inside what was going on. The next scene I saw just came in my dreams. I never thought that it would happen. She was topless. Her brother was holding her nipples and she was shouting. He quickly unzipped his pant and pulled Swati’s hair and made her suck his cock.I was shocked and my banana was about to explode. I started masturbating but halfway I realized that I can make this situation productive for myself. I recorded everything they did for the next.