I fainted.When I woke up, at first I couldn't remember why I was asleep in thebathroom. Then the memories came flooding back and my hands quicklyreach...ed for something that was no longer there. I screamed and realizedthat it was my sister's voice I heard. Getting up, I again looked inthe mirror. There, looking back at me was my sister. Somehow, I hadturned into her.The only thing I was still wearing was the medallion. The medallion.Could that have somehow changed me? I felt the shock when I'd. I could tell by her moaning that I was doing something right, than she said to now move over to her other tit but to lick her chest with a little flutter of the tongue and than do the same to the other tit after a while to lick my way back to the middle of her chest and down very slowly using my tongue down to her belly botton all arround it and into her belly botton to work my mouth down to her pussy through her hairy pussy and finally to her pussy lips and clit to very softly nibbele on her. I couldn’t see anything after that as they went out of my line of sight through the keyhole. But from my mom’s moans and his grunts, it was clear that they had a rough and tiring session.I was so confused and lost in thoughts after seeing that. A vibration from my mom’s phone in my hands brought me back to my senses. I realized that they finished and are getting dressed.I ran downstairs before my mom opened the door to come down. A few moments later, my mom came down, adjusting her saree. She. The door was left halfway open behind her.Rod looked at the lounge where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its impression left in the cushion. There was a paperback book and a tall glass, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the table. He looked back over at the open door to her—and his father’s—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn’t. His tickled cock told him he should.He walked over to the door and slipped inside. Even with the door open it seemed dark inside the.