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I have one sibling; my younger sister Deborah - or Dee – who’s twenty-eight. Since early adulthood my work has taken me all over the country and we lost touch, meeting up for Christmas and birthdays, but apart voyeur from that contact was infrequent; just the odd phone call or flying visit now and then. Despite that, we have always been close, and I have finally returned to our home town on a permanent basis, so we see each other regularly now. Dee has had a rough time. She had married and had kids young to a man who was controlling, and violent when drunk. She eventually got away from him, but the damage was done. She’s in a relationship with a guy called Tom now, who mature seems nice enough and treats her well, but I don’t see any fireworks there. No real hint of passion. I don’t know if Dee is holding vagina back because she’s afraid of getting hurt again, but he’s very overweight, and I wonder how satisfying her sex life must be. I had piled on a few extra pounds with all my travelling and living in hotels. Having settled again, I made a point of getting myself back into shape. I like the way I look and feel again. Dee came to me about her own weight problems, and I shared my diet and exercise routines with her, coaching her along the way. We met at hers three times a week, and I took her through a series of bodyweight floor-exercise routines, gradually ramping up the intensity as her fitness improved. She had no problem getting hot and pussy sweaty in front of me. I confess that, old even though she’s my sister, I enjoyed watching her big tits and well-rounded ass bouncing and jiggling in front of me. She commented a couple of times that she was in danger of giving herself a black-eye if her tits bounced any harder, even in her sports bra. I wondered if she noticed that an increasing number of exercises in the routines I created involved her bouncing up and down in young front of me. I can’t deny that it was arousing, but I managed to avoid getting an erection by concentrating on the coaching as hard as I could. She soon started to shape up and look fitter. I have always thought her pretty good-looking for a sister, but getting aroused as I watched her work-out caused conflicting feelings for me. I knew it was wrong to feel turned-on by her, but as she got fitter and worked-out harder, and bounced and jiggled more and more, the urge to get my hands on her body grew stronger and stronger. I couldn't think. When they reach our lines little fights start to break out. I picked up my glass, “Come on you two, let’s all get pissed.” I think it was maybe five bottles of wine young later, before we staggered down the road, arm in arm, back to my place. Yes, alone where he knew his superior fighting pussy skills would win out the day. “You may be just right.” I was in no position to refute the claim after what had just happened. She slowly slid her skirt off and kicked it aside. She screamed as the vagina fat cockhead penetrated her vagina. Heaven loved it.” She didn't want to respond, but her body was responding for her. They were paddling which gave me time to take pictures of old the scenery and think. I wanted it in me so badly. My toes curled. Pleasure drowned my mind. I walked away, and thankfully mature they didn’t follow. My bedsprings creaked beneath me as I trembled. DREAMS To him, a slight by a foreigner was unacceptable and had to be met with a swift and decisive response. He reached out and picked up a bundle of 100s, fanned his cheek with it, picked up another, putting each bundle on top of the table. Kora was dying. “James.” Hopefully, when I get up Karen will be home and I'll force feed her my cock. I leaned sideways to get a glance at her tummy that was not voyeur as flat any more. Thelma said. “Oh, yes,” groaned the guidance counselor.