Misc. Erotica The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Sathya Krishnan

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When we reached Madras.  My sister Shalu had come to pick us up at the Railway Station, Shalu’s appearance had changed a lot.  She was looking like a 1980s model.  Being in sports had made Shalu look more sexy.  The moment I saw my eldest sister Shalu, I started having a boner.  “Wow, you look amazing, Shalu,” Ammu exclaimed and hugged her.  As Shalu broke the hug and tried to hug me, I took my eldest sister totally into my arms and hugged her, feeling her boobs against my chest and even felt up her pantyline over her ass over her tight pants, which she did not mine, but Ammu was watching all this.  “Let's go guys, Raman is waiting outside,” as Shalu said and we started following her, “sisterfucker,” Ammu whispered and started laughing.