Misc. Erotica The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Sathya Krishnan

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Just like the director instructed, my sister woke up and started coughing and got out of the bed and started hugging the director, though the director hugged my sister back and felt her boobs against his chest placing his hands over her waist.  “Once again, Ammu.  Go to the bed, just wake up slowly and start coughing and then open your eyes and realise that I have saved your life and get emotional and hug me.  Hug me like you are thanking me for saving your life and start crying,” the director said.  This time my sister did exactly that.  She got off the bed hugged the director tight and started crying.  Hugging my sister back and feeling her up completely against his chest, “amazing performance, Ammu,” the director said and started clapping his hands and even the hero started clapping his hands, “superb performance, Ammu,” the hero said.  This made my sister happy and feel proud of herself.  “Ammu, after you hug the Hero, the hero who sees you wet in the water without your saree and your blouse and petticoat wet, he gets horny, and starts kissing your lips, and you kiss his lips back for saving your life, and after that we move to the Duet Song, got it?” the director said.  “Got it, Sir,” my sister said.  “Now come and hug me, like you just hugged, and I will kiss your lips and show you and the hero how to do it.  Hero sir, watch this carefully,” he signalled my sister to hug him and as my sister hugged the director with her arms around his neck, the director started hugging my sister back.