So it looks as though we will be at the hotel tonight then. I will call Audrey and let her know. They can sightsee and you and I can too but before we... call for the shuttle what say you and I do some shopping?” “Oh let me guess, Jeff, “Katrina said grinning. You want a bottle of wine, a bag of pretzels and a tube of KY.” “So I am that predictable, Kat? Well, the romantic line used to be ‘a jug of wine, a loaf of bread, and thou,’ think of this as an adaptation of that old poem.” Kat nudged. I enjoyed the moment for a time and then found my hands combing through Jamie's hair. The long locks of red and mahogany slipping like liquid silk through my fingers. I began tracing her lips with my thumb and moving ever so slowly across her chin, her jaw line, until my hand found the back of her neck. I leaned only a breath away from her lips. My cock straining against my jeans. My skin and hers glistening in the pale light of the TV from the anticipation for what we both knew what to come.. .uiiiiiiiiiiiii…………par main to pagal hua jaa raha tha mujhe jaise koi randi mili ho aur usko ppratadit karna hai . tabhi woh woh boli- lagta hai mattu mat karo naa.Maine usko doodh pakde aur kas kar nichodne laga woh sitkarne lagi maine aur kas kar kiya woh aur chrmarayi uske hanth m,eri peeth par teji se phisalne lage , maine uske blouse ko pakad kar kheench liya aur blouse phat gaya aur uski choochiyaan haewa mein uchalne lagi woh awak reh gayi boli nahin par mera mooh dekhti rahi maine uski. My girlfriend is talking about my busty sister, Susan. About a week ago, my girlfriend and I got a little too hammered, and started sharing secrets. It started out innocent enough, both of us describing guilty pleasure musicians and the like. I don't keep much of anything for her, especially now, but it finally slipped that I have had a thing for my older sister for some time now. Alissa's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree at this comment, and she started probing me with tons of questions, most.