Not that he was all thatsure these days either.So by the end of the next week when his father told him they had to headto the clinic for Marc's first ...round of test, Marc didn't have to worryabout his 'friends' suddenly missing him again. He only had to worryabout the day he'd lose his dick coming even closer.One thing that hadn't changed was Marc's inability to wake up anytimeclose to what could be considered 'early'. Meaning that while he gotdressed and into his Father's car at 6AM, he slept. There I was, sleeping naked in front of my big brother, pussy completely wet, boobs covered with my brother’s saliva. By seeing me like that, tears were coming from his eyes.I asked him what happened? He replied, “So this is how my baby sister looks. I watched you naked last time when you were so small. I bathed you. Now, look at you all grown up with big boobs and an extraordinary wet pussy. I love you, baby. Love you so much.”Saying this, he smooched me, and I kept his left-hand fingers. All the while, his fingers remained inside of me, moving slowly in and out, and twisting, bending his fingers to touch new places. Suddenly, he removed them and moved to place his mouth over my entire vulva, moving his tongue over me in wide circles. Then he sucked me into his mouth. He milked my labia like a spring calf, pulling me into his mouth before releasing me. His fingers spread me open and his tongue attacked my clit and then moved into me. For what seemed like hours, he licked and. That day she was wearing salwar suit. Normally when she wore salwar suit in the day she change it to gown in the night, but that day she didn’t. She removed the salwar. Then her kurta. Now she was in kameej which was upto her thighs. I was not able to see whether she was wearing underwear or not. Then she went towards the bathroom and when she went past me, I saw through the cuts of sameez, which was just below her waist. ..!! She was not wearing panty. Then I realized why she changed to gown.