‘I want you Jean’ her eyes studied my face. I wanted to kiss her lips but I didn’t know how too. I bit my bottom lip, still looking at her. Kiss... me Jean, just kiss me already. You want me bad, I know you do. ‘I want you too Cadence’ she grabbed my dress straps and pulled me down forcefully and crashed her lips into mine. This was the moment I had been waiting for. God she felt amazing. I moaned at the contact. She held my body as she began to stand then laid me down on the booth, as she hovered. You had hoped to catch yourself on your feet but realized quickly that you somehow didn’t have any strength left and falling on your knees and elbows – clearly losing any dignity you had left.The ropes on your hands kept them together still, but at least you weren’t bound. That is until you felt your hair being yanked back roughly. You started to get up but felt a stinging on your face as you were slapped again, this time, the hand much rougher than previously, and clearly not wet from your. Ravi jiju’s boobs sucking of my sister excited me a lot. To tell you the truth, I has hot for my own sister.Today I was leaving for college when Deepa Didi arrived at my house and she was wearing tight black jeans and a lemon coloured tight Tshirt which clung to her body like a second skin. Didi hugged me when she met me and I had a hard cock in a second which must have touched her belly. She remained like that in my hug but I was getting embarassed.”Sale teri didi kia sochegi ki tu apni didi. No slacks, Dockers, or anything else, jeans were it.Who decided these shirts and what were they on?I had seen some wild t-shirts before. I get they wanted us to be easy to find, but come on! The left half was a red that was barely dark enough to not be pink. The right was a green about that was bright as the red side. Think lime green just short of being neon green. All of the writing was done in a yellow reflective paint that showed up when light hit it just right. They were way past.