We shouldn’t be doing any of this. Amateur porn She closed her eyes and sighed blissfully. This time I actually did have to slap her hand away. The only trouble we ran into was about two months later, when the inevitable happened. While she was kissing me and holding my hands onto her tits, one of her feet managed to pull down my pyjamas and underpants. “Anne,” I said, my voice suddenly stronger than I remembered it ever being in conversation with my sister. While she was kissing me and holding my hands onto her tits, one of her feet managed to pull down my pyjamas and underpants. Not like slapped slapped, but stopped her from opening my fly, as had become our routine. Her nipples were at attention, but I resisted playing with them. She closed her eyes and sighed blissfully. And again, and again, until morning. I have no idea what her excuse would have been if mom or dad had caught her with that in the hallway. I did nothing to encourage her; I tried to push her away, but my hands kept on ending up on her sizeable tits, and once you’ve got your hands on a set of amazing breasts, it’s sort of hard to take them away, y’know? Maybe part of her “training” had been researching it online,
