The shape of your lips means nothing without the patented smile. Your physical body, while capable of being quite pleasant, has always paled to the es...ence of you. I had intended to lay quietly and let you rouse naturally, but my memories and wandering hands, changed my plans. Careful not to rouse you, I slip down under the comforter. I gently slide my hand down your chest, following your happy trail to my target. Your breathing quickens for a moment and I pause, not wanting to break the spell.. Or good enough time to spend the night somewhere other than home. OK, since I have moved away from home and had filed for divorce I didn't have much to say about her comings and goings, yet it hit me quite hard. Mina must have guessed that, also, from the silence on my side during our call."Dad, you should go out, too. Since this was not your fault, there is no reason for you to suffer." Honey, I'm not suffering." Oh, are you saying that you have turned into a monk? That is quite a change from. We hugged the embrace of lovers long parted and I kissed her more passionately than I had ever kissed any of my girlfriends; the love of a brother for his sister far trumps anything else. After sharing each other’s tongue and her breast milk, we broke our kiss, looked long at each other lovingly, and kissed again, more passionately, with a whole lot more biting and chewing each other’s lips. “I love you”, I whispered when we broke again for air, and we hugged tight. “Go on inside, I have a. When all these works she was doing in front of me I had a strange feeling about her which changed my attraction towards her to lust. I used to peek her while she was bending. And every day after coming to my room I used to fantasise her cleavages and her assets and start to masturbate on daily basis.And I decided at any cost I will fuck her. It was not that easy for a 20-year-old guy to have a sex with 26-year-old girl that moreover she is my lecturer and in this Indian society mindset. I don’t.