About three months ago I got a call from my sister, she had recently divorced after being married for 5 years, and was moving back into town into a ne...w flat that needed decorating - would I help? She knew I would, we had always been very close whilst growing up, I told her I would call around to have a look to see what needed doing.I live with my parents and my sister is called Sandhya , she is 24, very attractive - when she lived at home with us I would often fantasize about her, she was. After only a few strokes of the big cock stroking into her depths, she couldn’t control her tongue at all. Lisa lifted up from her face as Autumn yelped and whimpered from Mike rocking her body. He shifted his stance and the way he held her knees every few strokes, constantly hitting new pleasure centers, fucking her in a way she hadn’t felt in years. Autumn’s head lifted up from the mattress and then slammed back down as Summer added a second finger and pressed harder against her clit. Mike. However, the lack of resentment left in it's wake an undeniable feeling of sexual longing, as well sexual excitation (strangely enough) because he wasn't apparently able to attract a woman! The excitement at that apparent inability, though admittedly odd, was the fountain head from which his sexual excitement sprang from, and was the very inspiration through which his cock now stood upwards, erect, eager, in need of attention, but with no where to place it---except, as was his usual inclination. Deep down I hated her, (strong words I know) but it was true. The way she would talk to the men just irritated me, don't get me wrong it was not jealousy but something els.She managed to find weakspots in the men at work and exploit them. At this point I was mad at them for how fucking weak they was in front of her, for giving in to her. All I herd was "you look lovely today, can I get you a drink", "That looks heavy please let me carry it" or "anything you want love you know where to find me.