So the next day itself I went to Hyderabad from Bangalore. Thinking about ISS stories, I too thought that this is the perfect time and I should do som...ething naughty with my sister. So I got down from the bus in Hyderabad and went to my sister’s house in a rickshaw. I got down from the rickshaw and was walking towards the house gate. Suddenly my sister came near the gate from the house. And at the first moment I saw her I said in my mind “oh my god”. I had never seen my sister in a Saree. She. Our kissing was fierce and wet, our bodies pressed against each other and inevitable our cocks starting to grow with the excitement of finally meeting, as they became erect, I grabbed both together and slowly began to stroke them gently, the feel was so stimulating.All the time he was sucking on my nipples, also shaved smooth, kissing my neck and my ears and going to back to delicious, sloppy lip kisses that were heightening the passion of what might have been an awkward first meeting.I sucked. I stroked balls deep and eased outward as John let out a ohhh, "you're big." "Hush and take it" Nancy said from the corner of the room. My slow in and out thrusts turned into a steady rythm as his hole began to relax and take me with better ease. John clinched each time I plowed into him, squeezing his opening around my cock, what a pleasurable sensation as his ass gave way each time to my thrusts. What a sissy cock whore, I placed my hand on the back of his head and started to really plow.. Rita Nunoz was her name and I had asked her out without success right after seeing her for the first time working under my Uncle being used as a decoy to snatch up rapist inside the edge of Central Park dressed like a Harlem streetwalker with black pantyhose and high heels that were hard to walk on and definitely not suitable for running.She had blown me off that first time instead of a quick blow job in a squad car but her laughing eyes promised me she was considering my proposition all the.