Hence till date I don’t know why was she not wearing the bra that night. These things continued. Whenever there were sleepless nights for me I would... turn towards her, check if she was not awake, play with her boobs and feel a little satisfied. But let me tell you again that I didn’t use to do it every night.At most once or twice a week. But I had totally lost the guilt that I was doing this with my sister. One night I was doing the routine of pressing her breasts. My hands were under her t. She is surprised to feel the solid knot at the end of the hard shaft. She wraps her hand around the hard meat and begins stroking it with a firm grip. The cock feels hot and slimy in her fist as she works it back and forth. She rubs her thumb over the head, feeling the hole, feeling the slick pre-cum oozing out. I dig my tongue into her pussy as I seek the sweet pussy juice. No man or woman has ever buried a tongue so deep into her. She feels the rough tongue search inside her. The press of my. I remember one particular man, quite tall but skinny too, who liked to go into the bushes, rather than the toilets and his cock was enormous, must have been nearly nine or ten inches long and really really thick. Perhaps it was his skinny frame but it was big. He was very popular and often had sex near where we were hidden. Mostly he just had a mutual wanking session and when he cum he spunked absolutely loads, really white and creamy, if my memory servers me right. I saw him fuck a guy one. I slid my fingers under her waist band and into her thong. My finger pressed into her clit and rubbed. She pressed harder into me and thrust her hips forward. Her mouth was hanging open in silent pleasure. I kept rubbing while she ground into me. I decided to go a bit further, I slid my index finger inside of her slowly. She was so wet and tight, I wanted her right then. I pressed my finger into her G-spot and she let out a long low grumble. I could tell I was about to make her cum. I wasn't.