You take my head in your hands, and kiss me hard. Your tongue swirls against mine forcefully but tenderly. My cock starts to throb, my heart racing. �...��So have you missed me my darling?’ you whisper, in my ear. ‘What do you think,’ I manage to stammer back. You sit down crossing your legs, you arch your back slightly. Your firm tits are straining against the silky material of the dress. You dip your left index finger into your glass, raising it to my mouth. I willing suck gently on it. Your. “What’s wrong?” he started to say. “What’s wrong Shelly? Are you alright?” he finally asked, stammering. He repeated himself. “What’s wrong, what’s wrong?” Her eyes were closed. Her face was all pinched up. She was shuttering all over. He saw how she looked but all of a sudden he saw where her hand had been. He noticed how her fingers were inside her thighs, making him wonder what had happened. “Are, were you touching yourself down there?” he finally said. She nodded almost timidly, pulling her. Benita’s mother Elaine had always been a dominating and controlling force in Benita’s life, or rather she tried to be. Elaine had always been focussed on her career so she was not around as much as she perhaps should have been. As a result Benita’s upbringing was more of follow the rules when her mother was around and do what she pleased when her mother was not. Benita had learned to be self-reliant from a young age and so as long as her mother stayed out of her business, they would get along. After three years i saw my sister. she got little weight on her body. and she has a baby. then i move to my company pleasent job going good. then 2 months back my company gave a personal car. there is little distance between myroom 2 my sister room. while i go 2 my sister home she treated like a friend. and we chat up to late night. some time i and my uncle drinks whiskey she got little angry then she comes normal. six months gone like this. one day my uncle called me urgently. i go 2 my sister.