So I picked her up and dropped her off in her bed. I was about to leave when this idea just popped into my head. My sister was so drunk she was practi...cally passed out, and I was pretty sure she wouldn’t remember anything that was going to happen so I decided that I was gonna have some fun.Before I did anything I wanted to make sure my sister was completely out of it so I snapped my finger and clapped right next to her ear but she showed no reaction. So I began by taking of her tight blue jeans. During the morning Tina phoned her and gave her a tongue lashing about her performance the night before.She had forgotten that she had given Simon her phone number, she could not even actually remember his name.When her phone rang later that day there was a male voice that she did not recognise in answer to her, "Hello." Liz, it is Simon." Simon, Simon who?" We met last night at Tim's party, you gave me your phone number." Oh yes, you put your hands on my arse," she said as memories came back. Dad was fucking her vigorously moving his dick in and out of her well-lubricated pussy. A kind of sweet moaning sound was echoing in the room. Here I was also fingering myself by looking at their chudai, ‘Suppose my hubby Pramod’s is like that, how nice it would have been?’ I thought.Then I remembered Vikram’s cock. It is much bigger than Pramod’s but not a match to dads. Vikram was my boyfriend and we had decided to get married. And I had allowed him to take all liberties except fucking. The. ”He looked down at the heavy Ring on his own finger expectantly - he heard Karla give out a shuddering gasp as his words took effect. He smiled triumphantly to see one of the colourless gems wink into a pale green. It had worked.Jason looked back up at Karla to see her looking confused and dazed. She was no longer looking at the Ring on her finger - like Sarah and his mother, she seemed to have forgotten she was even wearing it.“Jason.” Karla said, her voice breathless and soft. She swallowed.