I’d been talking to Danielle for months on the internet, but never really figured it would go anywhere. But one night, out of no where, she invited ...me to come out. At first, I just figured it was in the heat of the moment and once we both got off, it would belong forgotten, but then she mentioned it again the next morning. So before you know it, I’d planned this little ‘business trip’ out west. Little did anyone at home know the ‘business’ that was at hand! Danielle met me at the gate with a. I pick him up at the airport as usual dressed in heels, low cut blouse, skirt, and no panties so he can taste how much I have missed him. I greet him with a hug and a long kiss and he pays me back with the usual pat on his big juicy ass. We walk hand and hand out of the airport whispering to each other how good we look and how much we have missed each other, stealing kisses in the crowded elevator. Finally we are in the car. He reaches over and kisses me softly as he slides his hand up my. The other thing that bugged me was my fear of hurting her. I knew most girls experienced at least some discomfort when they lost their virginities. I hated causing Kizuna pain, even accidentally, and now I was planning to do it intentionally. The only comfort I could find was thinking that at least I, her brother who loved her more than anyone or anything else at all, was doing it and I'd try to be gently and loving, instead of some asshole who just chasing the next cherry and didn't really. Amit frock ke upper se hi peeche se dhakke maar reha tha or uska lund frock ke upper se bhi bahut chubh reha tha. Wo meri back per kiss ker reha tha buri terah aur mai uski baho mai machal rahi thee. Fir amit ne mera frock upper kiya to maine apne haath upper utha diye aur usne poora frock nikalker fenk diya. Maine neeche panty nahi peheni huee thi, to amit ne meri gaad per haath ferna shuru ker diya aur meri chut ko ragadne laga. Mai ekdam pagal hoker sochne lagee kaash ab ab mujhse nahi sehan.