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2012-01-18 23:49:06

1. Let me write a paragraph here. Just as I was feeling awkward, I heard her voice from outside, "Want me to scrub your back?" I didn't answer and stood facing the wall. The door opened again, and then I felt a small hand stroking my back. I turned around, and my second sister nervously closed her eyes. As expected of a yoga instructor, her figure was amazing. Her breasts were as firm and round as my wife's, but her pubic area was much thicker than my wife's. Moreover, she was much taller than my wife, and her voluptuous body had an aggressive feel to it. I couldn't hold back any longer and lowered my head to press down. My second sister didn't respond to me but turned around. I pushed her against the wall and roughly penetrated her from behind. Surprisingly, it was lubricated. With my thrusts, my second sister twisted her slender waist, and her hips rose and fell in sync with my movements. During this process, neither of us uttered a sound, no words exchanged, no moans. We seemed to be sulking, each thrusting into the other with all our might. Finally, I felt my sister shudder, and I ejaculated, releasing my pent-up fluid. After we separated, she remained standing with her back to me. I touched her shoulder, but she abruptly shook off my hand, squatted down, and burst into tears. I stood anxiously behind her. Finally, I grabbed a towel and draped it over her before leaving the bathroom. What was I doing? Was it revenge on my wife, or was it a hidden sin within my own body? I felt immense guilt towards my sister. Would she think I took advantage of her? I spent a sleepless night. Tomorrow is the weekend; I still have to drive my sister to find a suitable location for her yoga studio.