"It's none of your business Fola".He hated her crude accented English. He hated the fact that she was 2 years older than him. He hated her bossy –kn...ow – it - all -attitude, always trying to assert herself over him when she visited. Wasn't she was just a simpleton from the village in those days that his parents supported? Though he conceded that she always did well with her grades in spite if her disadvantaged position.He heard the door close and smelt the (un) fragrance of freshly sewn batik. I had taken off the condom, so I was standing there looking her with my dick still somewhat hard and dripping cum.“Hi!” she says, clearly shocked.I was frozen in surprise myself, but my dick was not going down for some reason.“Hi.” I reply so eloquently.She was looking at my dick, and the condom in my hand.“Here, give me that, I’ll throw it away, the trash is here beside me.”So I gave her the condom.Instead of throwing it right away, she started examining it.“Wow, that’s a lot of cum!” And she. He looked at me and said: “What the fuck do you want? You want some of this too?”He took his dick and wiggled it at me. I just took my phone and snapped another photo of him standing there cum dripping down off his cock and his sister covered with it. I closed the door and walked back to my room. He yelled and started after me but then I guessed he realized he was completely nude and by the time he got his shorts on I had locked the door to my room.From between the door I told him if he ever. I was determined that Brenda would be able to spend one day with me on each of my remaining visits, so having the birthstone was really important.A glance at my bedside clock, told me that Mom was already up and cooking breakfast. She had taken a few vacation days between Christmas and New Years, and she was in the holiday spirit. That meant I was being allowed to lie in bed for longer (hurray!). But that wasn't to be the case this morning."Sean! Sean! Get up, Son. Brenda is here."This was all.