Watching my sister as I stimulated her pussy turned me on. The tight satin material felt great against my cheeks as I rubbed my face over my sister's ...soft silky panties. I pushed my nose into the damp patch and rubbed it up and down her pussy slit. The pungent smell hit me like a slap in the face, but being aroused at what I was doing to my sister, I didn't care. "Oh, fuck!.... I can't believe this is happening," moaned Kelly.I couldn't believe it was happening either, but until my sister said. And what am I to expect from you?’ ‘A build up in physical activity, probably a big change in diet and lots of laughter.’ ‘I rarely find reason to laugh these days and I no longer exercise. People said I married my husband for his money and I suspected for a time that I had. But although he was nineteen years my senior he was a most generous man in spirit and I came to love him dearly and now I miss him so.’ ‘Well that’s fine but we will have to find how to persuade you to let go.’ ‘I’m not. The door to the room began to open. He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep still. “Mmmmm” he let out a low sound of someone not wanting to wake yet. Seeing her opportunity his beautiful girlfriend tiptoed toward the bed removing the boxers she had put on to go make coffee. She still had her tshirt and some small white ankle socks on. Gently climbing onto the bed she straddled his face, the heat of her moist lips radiated down onto his mouth, his nostrils were filled with the sweet musky. Staring blankly at the ceiling, she lay nearly motionless, drawing in slow, deep breaths as she attempted to clear her troubled mind, reeling from the previous days events and thoughts of what was to come. It was to be a nearly impossible task. A deep sigh escaped through her soft lips as she finally forced her body from the bed to dress with a deliberate slowness. Although not looking forward to the day, she was unaccustomed to being this anxious and nervous. Her intuitive instincts screamed.