Uh…No Cat. I was just trying to lighten the situation, I stammered. You dont find me attractive, she asked, still giving me that odd stare. No! I me...n…yes, I think youre beautiful. Its just that youre my sister and… I couldnt think of what to say. I dont know if it was my imagination or what, but I could swear she licked her lips and let one of her hands slide down over the front of her chest before settling back in the seat. Yeah, I guess that would be wrong, she whispered turning her head to. More on her later. I started fantasying when I was aged 18, when my hormones were going berserk that’s when I was being tutored by Tanya (my eldest sis) in my studies. The main reason for me fantasying about my sis was the proximity we shared during those tutorial sessions. You see Tanya used to sit real close to me, facing me and while explaining something she would bend a lot which would invariably expose her ample cleavage to me (she never took a duppatta, a scarf Indian women wear to cover. Go ahead, I know you were almost there my darling Tanya. Let me see you climax on your fingers, I'm almost there also.” She soon was laying in her chair again, this time her legs up on the arms and her pussy spread open wide as she added a third finger. I moaned her name and exploded before I could even get the cloth in place, my cum splattering my chest and hand. She moaned with eyes wide open and had her own orgasm, watching as I wiped up what I had spilled onto myself.We said our goodbyes,. Resuming, her tongue flicks out to make contact with the underside of the head.Thinking that I need to experience Ty’s manhood, too, I resort to distracting Monique’s attention. I bury my head between her thighs once more, but this time my intention is not to tease. I locate the clitoris, suck on the nub, draw it between my pursed lips, lick with my tongue, increase the tempo, apply pressure. Muscles along the inside of her thighs begin to twitch, a sign that we are reaching breaking point..