Right here...right now." She looked at me with her hypnotic eyes & gave a perfect smile, which...to me anyway, mean "I want you, fuck me!", She slowly...removed her top & her bottoms, now shes wearing nothing but a bra & panties, she whispered "You want the rest? Do it yourself" So i grabbed her panties with my teeth & ever so slowly pulled them right off, while also kissing her thigh, on the way down. Then i took her bra, unhooked it & kissed every inch of her body, heading down to her exposed,. Turning away from the window so as not to alert Kevin to my presence, I shouted back "Ali, up here."Soon Ali and her husband Rob were in the doorway to my room. "Well I guess things don't change at all. How long have you been home and you're already naked?" Ali asked. I jumped off the bed, and bounded over to my sister, my tits bouncing as I ran. Enveloping her in a hug, I jammed my tongue into her mouth, kissing her passionately. She returned the kiss, cupping my right tit in one hand and my. He also carried himself differently, he just casually tucked himself away as we spoke. After I left the bathroom I waited outside as he finished drying himself and slipped his top on. The penny dropped, my ex was embarrassed about his size. Maybe that was the root of all his issues, which would be stupid, as I had not complained once while we were on honeymoon.I thanked Tommy, not just for being cool and not shouting at me, but for helping me understand a little more and just for being him.. In her mind, there was no doubt at all, there was no man better than her dad, Rahul. He was still a very handsome, very fit man, trim with a 34 inch waist, tall at 5.11 and very snappyly dressed at all times. She loved his manly smells. One reason she loved to cuddle up with her dad was to smell his manly smells, the faint whiff of his aftershave, the slightly sour smell of whiskey, the pungent smell of the cigarettes or the sweetish smell of the cigars he occassionally smoked. Right from her.
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