Her pussy was completely smooth and already sopping wet with her desire. A small groan escaped her lips as my probing fingers found her clit.Ever so s...lowly her hips struggled and writhed as much as her bonds permitted, her eyes closed and she groaned again, louder than before."You like that huh?" I asked, my heart was beating out of my chest as a mixture of pure lust and desire fueled me."yes..." she whisperedI turned her head towards mine and our eyes met. I expected hatred, or fear, but what. When suddenly Grace (my sister) walked in with no warning. “DAMN sis, what got you so hot?” I covered up quickly, but I was not quick enough. She laughed and sat on my bed. “I am guessing you saw me and Mike fucking huh?” I said, “How could you do that to mom?” “I know D. But honestly, he is the best fuck I have ever had. You gotta try him out, if it would make you feel better, we could share him. “ I was shocked. I couldn’t imagine, yet at the same time, I wanted to so bad. She gave my. Did it make her nervous? Was she impatient? Did the wait build excitement? I'd love to be able to have known. In the meantime to sooth us both I stroked my fingers through her hair until the first trickle of piss finally ran into Claire's waiting mouth.The initial flow into her mouth would have been little more than a dribble. The start of my piss would have been thick as it flushed out and combined with the laggard sperm remaining from our fuck in the park. With Claire's head tilted slightly. Your dad can’t cook and his health would be disturbed if he eats outside.”Meera is disappointed as she planned to meet her childhood friends and relatives. Her joy is shattered but it is logical for her to stay. Meera’s dad sees and understands the look on her face and says to his wife, “I will cook, don’t worry. You all go.”Meera says, “You can’t cook dad, I know. It’s ok. I will stay here.”Meera’s mom and brother leave in the cab for the train.Meera goes to the kitchen and starts preparing.