He was about 22 and around 5’ 6” tall; what you’d call “dinky”, I guess. His pale but slightly tanned and freckled complexion suggested that... he was an outdoor type and I imagined him playing football in long white socks and silky shorts; nothing on underneath of course; running with youthful energy, then tripping and sliding on the wet, muddy grass so that his shorts rode up his pale but muscular thighs, revealing the dimpled cheeks of his ass, and perhaps even a glimpse of his flopping tackle,. "Ugghh," I grunted. Becoming more insist ant, I pushed my fingers harder between her legs, but they remained tightly closed. I decided to change tactics, and my hand moved gracefully up to her tits. I squeezed each, then I rubbed my finger and thumb over them, pinching lightly and twisting. I immediately felt the effect as my sister squeezed my cock tightly and gave it a couple of rapid pumps. I quickly replaced my hand to one breast and then the other, gently caressing and fondling them, they. Good thing you lived in the country. Many a night the only thing that kept me from being totally naked in your car was a pair of very wet panties and my pantyhose.’ ‘I remember you were the first girl that allowed me to take her shirt off. Those bra clasps are nearly impossible to undo when you’re never done it before. I damn near died when I lowered your bra from your breasts for the first time. But oh, your breasts were so soft, so warm, and so tender. I can still remember how they just felt. And now both the hooks of my blouse were open with still two of them unable to hold my boobs… And he planted his lips into my lips. I lost control and inserted my tongue into his mouth.Later Kishore lifted me up and took me to bed. He first removed the saree.. Later he came down and kissed my belly button. I held his head and pressed it hard. Kishore went down and lifted the petticoat and gave a kiss to my legs and lifted my left leg and and planted a kiss and bit my toe. I was unable to.