After a few minutes of stroking me I could see her tilting her head back and that she was closing her eyes. Then I knew she was enjoying it as much as...me. Very lightly my hand wrapped around her tiny butt again. When she felt my hand, she didn’t object this time. Instead, she moved a little closer to my upper body. Now my hand slid slowly between her butt cheeks and found her damp spot again. Very lightly I rubbed it and as I did she took a few quick deep breaths and sighed as my fingers. I could still hear my sister running away laughing. My phone. Where's my fucking phone?Oh, that fucking brat. I thought to myself, before leaping out of my room and shouting at her to give me my phone back.Still wondering what the fuck she was up to I chased her around the apartment until I finally caught up to her.I grabbed both her arms from behind to get her to stop running. She was still hysterically laughing and to be honest, for some reason I kind of was too."Heyy give it back," I said,. He then takes a few pictures of this in his phone hiding behind the door and starts hearing their conversation:Richa: “What are you doing Nishant? Rahul is just next door.”Nishant: “Shut up slut! I know you have been trying to pass me signals since the last two years. Those revealing dresses and intentionally giving Rahul blowjob when you knew I was peeking from the door last week. Now just shut the fuck up and let me fuck you or else I will let the whole world know how big a slut you. He was there, reading some letters and studying maps. ‘Ah, my little Spanish bird, you look much better, if it was a little less genteel than you were accustomed to. I have provided you a choice of gowns to wear, there on the bunk. In the trunk at the foot of the bunk you will find everything a lady needs to be appropriately attired. I will give you an hour to get dressed while I attend to business topside, and then when I return we will sup as I am sure you’re famished.’ Gabriella looked at.