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Her reflection looked at my distended crotch then smiled up at me. She gripped my arm and pulled me to face her then started to undo the buttons of my fly, sultry blue eyes never left mine as she gently opened my zipper, her fingers grazing the contour of my erection as she did. My heart was slamming against its cage forcing more pressure to my cock, expanding it even more. My sister pushed my pants off my hips and down my legs where they settled at my knees. She looked at the patterned boxers then hooked two fingers in the band, pulled it out and looked down at my straining erection. I saw her shudder and heard a sharp soft gasp. She flicked her eyes up to mine, the pupils were wide and glittering, “Should I touch it?” she wanted to know. Since my heart was jammed in my throat I could only nod my consent. Danni put her hand into my briefs and wrapped her fingers around my cock. I’d never had a girl touch me before and my sister’s fingers triggered my orgasm, I started shooting splashes of cum on the hand in my underwear. As soon as the first fountain of hot semen hit her fingers she jerked them out of my shorts, stepped back and watched the bulge of my boxers pulse as I soaked them. “Oh wow!” she exclaimed “I didn’t mean to do that!” She examined the goop on her fingers then smiled “Be glad you didn’t squirt on mom’s dress, it would be hard to hide.” Again, she was a great deal calmer than me. I was dying of embarrassment for two reasons, the first because I shot my load, the second because I shot it only seconds after she touched me. She studied the semen on her fingers briefly then wiped her hand on my shirt sleeve then did another unexpected thing, she kissed me. She put her hands on my shoulders, her lips on mine and kissed me heatedly. I wanted to pull her to me but she had the dress on and my cock refused to go limp so I had a long protrusion jutting from my groin that would have rubbed on the dress, we couldn’t stain it with the mess I'd made. The kiss encouraged me again. While her lips were glued to mine I stepped out of my pants and pulled my sticky underwear down with one hand. My arousal hadn't diminished any so it sprang free of the restrictive cloth and rose solid and proud, angled up toward Danni’s stomach. She broke the kiss and stepped back inspecting my nudity closely. My cock jerked with an aftershock of the instant orgasm, her mouth formed a short question “Is it big?” I wasn’t sure how to answer her, to me it was manly and massive but I had never compared my cock with anybody else or measured it. She reached for me again and took it in her full grip, I put my hand over hers and showed her how to stroke it causing her to ask impishly “You’re not going to blow up on me again are you?” She moved her fingers until just the end of her thumb was sliding on the top of it and the four fingertips tickling the bottom of the shaft, I grew even more between her fingers. “Not right now but if you keep that up it won’t take long.” She lifted her second hand then wrapped it around my erection, she was holding it in both hands watching the head of it which was still exposed. Danni pumped it back and forth three times then let go and stepped back. She looked at me; there was a challenge, a dare in her eyes, she was waiting for me to do or say something. My pulse was hammering in my ears; my body was hot and began to shake again “Why don’t you take the dress off before it gets messed up?” Fathomless blue eyes flashed lightning “I don’t have anything on under it, are you going to leave?” “No” I uttered softly. Her entire Hardcore body indian trembled and she flushed from her cheeks, down her neck and across her chest, she breathed quietly “You have to take off your shirt.” I popped two buttons in my hurry to shed my shirt. Danni raised her right hand then put two fingers in the middle of my chest then her eyes followed the path of the fingertips when she drew them down my stomach until her fingertips were again resting on the shaft of my erection. She studied me for a few seconds then stepped back a pace saying “Take my shoes off.” I went to my knees and she put her hands on my shoulders for balance then rested a foot on my bare thigh while I unbuckled the thin straps around her ankle. Her foot was grazing the side of my erection which was standing proud from my groin. When both were loose, she kicked free of the heels as I stood. She reached under her right arm for the zipper and pulled it slowly down until it stopped. She was not just taking the dress off; she was testing me, watching my reaction as the zipper went down. The dress fell apart from right to left. When it was open full length my sister was standing with the red silk hanging from her left shoulder; her right breast, stomach and hip were bare. My balls vibrated with tension. I’d never seen a girl’s tits before. I mean I’d managed to get a few glimpses in an R rated movie sometimes and I have few Hustler and Playboys hidden away but seeing my sister in the flesh caused another major upheaval in my glands. I loved him so much. Mine wasn’t tucked in either, but that was to hide my pistol. “We brought Chinese!” He sized them up and wondered whether they were still small enough to be sucked into his mouth and tormented by his thrashing tongue. Right now, there WAS a fire burning down there, and Ensign Tagusha was about to make that fire even hotter. what do you Hardcore mean?” she asked innocently. Even when you have to share.” “Oh, well, alright then,” Elia responded. My heart labored in my chest as I penetrated her. “I dunno.” Ian sighed. “WAIT, I can’t handle you agreeing to Sweet Tomatoes AND your driving!” She tells me. I will be the one doing everything." I hope you enjoyed the story. I couldn’t see my pussy so I hoped that he couldn’t see anything either. I vaguely remember the fingers leaving my pussy but I was still whimpering and shaking and jerking. He changed his underwear, got ready and headed out the door. Let me see you cum. What are you doing she screamed? Jason’s mum had left before things escalated further. “Me too.” I replied. indian We had settled into a booth for a drink while Jake relayed to the Tim and Blake the outfits we purchased. Mitch smiled, set up one of his little wireless spy cameras in a tree and went home to watch the action. That’s when I realized how far society had strayed from the natural way of things.