Or isee soch mai kab mujha neend a gaee,next day jab main utha to mara zahan mai raat wali movie chalna lagi, or lakh koshish ka bawajood maree ankhoo... ka samna wahi seen ana lagta. Mai ab 1st time mom ko be chodta huva dakh raha tha, didi par to pehla he dil fida tha. Mai didi sa bohat pyar karta tha. Maina nashta keya, or tv dakhna laga. Phir mom or didi be mara sath bath gaeen, mujha mom par bohat pyar a rha tha, mai utha or mom ki gooood main ja kar bath gaya, didi ya dakh kar hansna lagi. My mother and father had gone to attend one of their friends daughter wedding in Bangalore. She had come home that day to see my mother , it was a sunday and i was just getting up from my bed and with laziness i opened the door and she was there , she was wearing a saree. I was in my bermudas and T shirt. Usually when my parents go out of station , i have my breakfast lunch and dinner in nearby hotels . Sitara asked about my parents and with authority she , over the years had with our family. Playing along I turned slightly sideways to her, showing my cock in profile, erect and thrust out in response to her nudity.One hand drifted slowly down, fingers running through her pubic hair, combing it, and then diving down between her as yet closed legs. As she stood one hand buried between her legs, the other caressing her breast I began to play with my cock, taking it in my hand, fondling it. All the while wondering when others in the apartment would rise. Was anyone else up and about in. Now that my parents were away, I had to admit I much preferred watching my little sister. Those two were the kinkiest couple Id seen in a long time. They even rivaled me and Megan, though Megan and I did have a pretty wild time of it. I called Cyndi my little sister, but Im not quite sure why. She was only a year younger than me, eleven months, as a matter of fact and not a whole lot smaller. Her tits certainly werent little at all, and neither where those big sexy blue eyes — Moms eyes. But.