She jerked it away, but he caught it . . . and placed it back where it was originally. She had never had a cock in her hand before and its hardness fe...lt wicked against the front of her hands.She fantasized at what it would look like without the cover of his robe . . . and then suddenly there it was, her first cock, huge and hard and throbbing, right there between them. She didn't know what to do. A part of her was curious . . . and she wanted to touch it . . . but she knew it was wrong."Touch. Paul lay not paying attention. I licked a finger and started massaging his hole. Slowly I put his finger when he turned and said he did not want to do that. I gave up, I lay down and tried to sleep but the sight of a penis colleague would not let me. I pushed his hand to his penis and gently touched, Paul protested. I turned on my d ** g sideways and fell asleep. On the d ** g day we got up in the morning and we got down to eliminating the brushwood. After the hard work we have learned rods and. ” “You sound so sure.” “Well,” he replied, “I’ve known you both a long time, and have had plenty of time to compare you.” I took another big mouthful of wine. Maybe I was feeling bold--too bold. But I replied, “You’ve never compared us in the nude.” He laughed. “More’s the pity!” It was his turn to take another drink. Neither of us were sober, dear sister. But the blame has to fall to me. It really does. I stood up and opened the dressing gown. Just like that! I let him see me, his. Later I saw that her nightie had been wet, with her sweat. The nightie was touching her bra, due to which I was able to get a good view of her boobs. She might have noticed me seeing her, because she excused herself and left the room. After fifteen minutes, even when she was not back, I just got out of my room as to find as to where Preeti is. I searched her in the hall and the kitchen but did not find her there, so I thought that she might be in my sister’s room, so I went to my sister’s room..