Then undoing my belt and the top button of my jeans, she slide her hand into my pants, grabbing my cock, and cooing her pleasure at what she was doin... to me. Moaning at her grasp and her lips and tongue worked her way down to my nipples. Deftly working me into a frenzy.Removing my jeans the rest of the way, she pushed me down on my bed. Sliding her tongue on down to my cock. Circling it with the tip of her tongue. Licking the shaft up and down before engulfing it completely in her waiting. Yes it was my older sister Anita in my arms. My wife had actually fled with my sister’s husband. They were lovers. Only I did not know and my poor sister did not know. Anita was older to me by 3 years. She was plump but not fat buxom beauty with grey eye, black hair and a set of 36 DD tits, wide ass. My sister looked like a fucking sexy beauty. I must fuck my sister. I had to have a woman. I was starving for a horny cunt. Anita must be starving for her husband’s cock. Both our spouses had left. ’ ‘I know,’ she said, keeping her hands on my face. ‘I’ve always known that about you. And it’s a huge turn-on!’ She kissed me one more time. ‘Now, you get into bed. I’ll hit the lights. Good night… boyfriend.’ ‘Good night… girlfriend.’ ***** Sleep came easier than usual for me that night. Usually it takes me a long time to get to sleep — if I slept at all — due to my painful nerve damage. Tonight, the pain was still there, as intense as always. However, it was not on my mind as much. Instead,. I finish dressing, put on my skull mask, then go downstairs to where the party has already started. My brother John has gone all-out tonight, draping fake cobweb over the bannister, ceilings and doorways. There are easily over eighty people crammed in here, and music is blaring from the living room where the DJ has set up. Squeezing past a group of girls from my year, I head inside the kitchen to grab a drink and spot Justin with his back to me, talking with Shaun."Hi, guys!" Oh, you've finally.