Looking back, I can’t exactly pinpoint the moment when I stopped seeing Smita as a sister and saw her as an extremely sensuous, very desirable young...woman. When we’d get together during our visits home from different colleges, I’d find myself staring at her ass or licking my lips over her tits. I started fantasizing about her when I masturbated, and there were even a couple of occasions when I started getting aroused just from being in the same room with my sister..It was all very confusing.. I start up the coffee pot for my friend mom and myself. I give another yawn and realize that I’m more tired than what I actually probably look like. I guess I love to work so much I barely notice things like this. I hear someone running down the steps so I turn to see who it is. My friend, dressed in a red pajama pants and slippers showing off his buff that girls are always giggling and talking about. I turn back around and start cooking again as he walks up behind me, puts an arm around my. ?Hello master,? she said in her little cute voice.?Hello whore,? I addressed her and reached under her cute little black and red skirt. She backed away from my hand as about 4 of her cheerleader friends went past us. ?Oh so now you are ashamed to be with your master?? I said then slapped her across the face. She rubbed her cheek.?No master, it is you that should be ashamed of this dirty slut,? she answered. Just after she answered one of her friends stood next to her.?Hey Shelby, you’re still. She did as good a job as she’s ever done holding back her ever mounting sexual excitement, but again I put her at peak arousal. Usually, I would continue massaging her until she vomited again. However, when she put forth a monumental effort in stemming the growing tide of arousal and nausea, as she was doing tonight, I would reward her. Sensing the upwelling of sickness within her, I squirted another liberal amount of oil in my hand and gently massaged her vulva. Immediately, her nausea.
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