I used a lone finger to feel my way, as she arched her back and began to moan.“Don’t stop,” she pleaded as I inserted a lone finger into the moi...tened area between her parted legs. I pressed against her hooded clit and she damn near exploded, grabbing my head with her hands, and pushing my head downwards.“Eat me,” she demanded.I slipped my mouth over her womanhood and flicked my tongue against her clit. As I did so, she began to tremble uncontrollably, issuing guttural moans of pleasure in the. I give steady taps on her legs and thighs and then stomach getting shuddered breathing then the wife lets go, sitting down the music begins and Huda tries to flow but stumbles slightly I look at the wife and she rustles through the bag. Clothes pins are revealed and as Huda finishes a sideways move and comes to a near standing position the music pauses, arms outstretched and feet flat we approach and apply cloths pins to her sides and back with string and I suggest she dance and not lose any.. ..what's wrong? Don't worry...I know you borrow my dresses! Come on, sit down...tell me what's making you cry?"Fucking hell, my sister knew about me wearing her clothes! What was I going to say to her? I walked to the bed and just fell into her arms sobbing. My sister stroked my hair and kept reassuring me that 'whatever it was could be resolved'.I sat up and looked at her."You know I wear your clothes, how?"My sister laughed "Yes Steve...I know you wear my clothes I have done for the last two. "The warmth and silence of the place should have soothed him. It probably would have if she wasn't in it. She sat beside him on the comfortable couch, pouring him a cup of hot chocolate with all the poise of someone fully dressed. She hadn't bothered to throw a robe on or put slippers on her feet, but he didn't mind a bit. The silk clung to her curves with a subtlety that awoke the senses and made it strain for more...She leant back and sipped at her mug. A look of pure pleasure crossed her.