I went to put on my pants, she was there changing her dress. She was putting her saree. The door of the room where she was changing was not locked or ...latched, but kind off closed. I know you got it. I went there to the door she realized I was there by the door from my food steps. She said come get dressed, I am done she said. I slowly pushed the door and went in she was wearing the saree. She was partially dressed, but enough of her skin was exposed. Her navel and her cleavage were exposed. I. Ivy's presence was going to make him ever more sicker today than he ever was for the last two days and nights."You look like a wreck," Ivy commented.Ivy looked emotional, as if she was upset for Charles's current state of appearance."Yeah I'm still not feeling very well," Charles replied in a weak tone.Please go away, Charles was wishfully thinking.Before Charles could say another word or blink his eyes, Ivy quickly pulled him over to her and she gave him a strong hug. She then let go."I am so. He put one hand on her lower back, right on the dirty tramp stamp, and with his knees, pushed Abby's legs apart, to open her up as much as possible. Then he began sliding his cock along her labia, feeling her wetness lubricate his cock, so that it could just penetrate the tight entrance to her pussy. As he pushed it in, Abby shrieked with a high screech, and then moaned a guttural moan, as the big cock entered her pussy, that was already a little sore from the hard fucking of just a short time. It all started when I was 18 when I was in 11th std and got to know about masturbation and other stuff. At that time she was in college doing her engineering. At the beginning I don’t have any bad intentions about her, I used to be her loving brother and were like normal bro and sis. We used to do all things together and enjoy each other’s company.As we both were sharing 1 room and we are very friendly she doesn’t mind her clothing in front of me. I used to have a glimpse of her deep cleavage.