They had come to pick me up at the airport.As soon as i got a glimpse of them i immediately liked the elder sister neeta(name changed).She had an awes...ome body and a very cute face.the younger sister was not bad either.after the formal greetings.they and their parents drove me to their place.along the ride i was sitting in the corner right next to neeta.She had worn a sleeveless t shirt i was against her shoulder,but absolutely nothing happened then.but i was occasionally staring at her breasts. I wanted to masturbate, but waited, hoping she would be back. After about an half hour my hoping was rewarded. She came back into the room wrapped in a bath towel. Her hair was wet. I knew she had taken a shower, (brilliant of me, no ?) My penis raged and I knew she was naked under the towel. I yearned to see her nakedness. She sat at her makeup desk and crossed her full legs and began to dry her hair. I envied the towel that held her full bosom. I kept hoping it would fall away revealing her. Since he didn't have an alternative plan, Hillary's would have to do, no matter what it was.He waited to allow Hillary to order before he did. He didn't want to discourage her from her steak and potato. Dinner for him consisted of a giant bowl of lettuce with bacon, hard boiled eggs tomato and onions with fruit piled one top."I feel bad eating all this food, while you graze on lawn trimmings," she suggested."You shouldn't, since I ordered what I wanted. You should only feel guilty if you. I slashed and smashed her face and head with a ferocity I had never known. Every puncture I made in her skin began to seep a black, dead blood. Her grip refused to loosen, so I dropped the hanger and pried at her jaws with my bare hands. I finally managed to pull them far enough apart to withdraw my mangled penis; no sooner than I was free of this demon’s bite than I retreated to the other end of the room. I looked down at my penis head; it was barely hanging on.I refused to live with this.