After a few more shots her left hand found its way behind her as she started to rub my cock as she held full on conversations with the people at the b...r. It was clear that she was a regular here as the owner bought us a couple shots himself. This girl was talented to say the least. Standing there rubbing a cock in secret while having conversations with people all around the bar was impressive. I liked her style to say the least!After a few more shots, one of her girlfriends arrived at the bar. He had his hands wrapped around one of the women, held her arm to show her how to do the forehand.The Coach, Ankit said “See ladies, that’s the right way to hold the racket while you hit the ball.”The woman he held, named Nisha said “I still can’t get the hang of it, coach. Why don’t you hold me properly, and fix my posture..please?The other woman, Riya grinned “Ankit sir, please teach me the right way to hold the racket too”Savita and Sobha enters the court said “Ankit sir, when will you be. I just moved the shower curtain and stepped in and the moment I saw her, my cock grew to full attention. She tried to say something, but I immediately grabbed the back of her head and forced my tongue into her mouth, she protested at first, but slowly began to accept it as my hands started to slide down her perfect soapy body. I dont think I could ever see her as my sister anymore, I liken her more to a fucktoy or something to be used for my entertainment. One of my hands slid down to her B. The rage I was already feeling ensured that there would be no chance at forgiveness. I was grateful that Susan didn't see me because I was not sure how she would view the events leading up to the death of her best friend.For the burial I again retreated into the background, trying to stay away from everyone, including my own family. This was something I felt that I could not share, even with them. As the vicar droned on I became lost in my own thoughts and failed to notice Stephanie's mother.