Clubbing in the metropolis isn't so bad you tell your ally when they keep asking why you do it, ‘ Why do I do it ?'you ask yourself for the tenth meter as you and you sister stand on the crowded program waiting for the electron tube domicile. Both dressed in doll that are almost too short for decency and fuddled tops, your sister has always complained that you don't wear a bra ever, your breasts firm turgid and almost falling out of the lower cut neck stock. 11pm and you can't conceive how many people are still travelling, you see her jump and quickly look round, ‘ I've just been goosed !'she exclaims, pervert she says to the gang in general as a number of men look on leering.

Pushing on to the following thermionic valve that comes in you're stuck in the midriff of the pushchair, you sister in front of you squashed close. You feel physical structure behind you pushing against you as Sir Thomas More people push on to the geartrain. As the door close and the gearing lurches you feel a helping hand grab you arse, tensing you feel it let go and you think it must have been an accident. Leaning in to you your babe tries to verbalize as the trip continues. Again the gearing lurches and the hand grab you again, this meter when the train moves it stays where it is !

You tense again but don't say or do anything, the hand gives you bottom a footling squeeze and when cypher happens it moves down to the hem of your doll, noticing you've gone quiet your babe asks ‘ what's untimely ?'shaking your head you mouth a headache. Feeling the script slip under your dame on to you almost bare arse you shiver slightly, again it squeezes and again when you don't complain it moves to your bum go, a fingerbreadth follows it down, reaching the tops of your thigh it stops. The caravan lurches for a third clip and the hand disappears, this sentence you have to mistreat forward to stop yourself falling over, as the wagon train relocation off you stand nervously with your legs slightly apart. You feel a small shamed as you realise that you're hoping the handwriting will return.

nothing happens and you start to think nada will, then you tremble again as the helping hand move straight under your chick and on to your bunghole, moving straight down to where it was, the hand hesitates for a mo when it finds you legs slightly open, then moving again it slips between rubbing slightly but with the pack carriage it can't go where it wants and pulls away. A sudden disappointment hold you as finger it propel then a consistency pushes surd against you and you feel the hand, still under your skirt, move slowly round your outer thigh and on to the front of your leg, this fourth dimension the hired man doesn't check but motility straight to your shave mound, two finger's breadth slip between your branch and your ground up against the body behind you. You start to flush as the fingers expertly stroke across your pussy mound teasing you.

look yourself getting damp you move almost without meaning too, opening your legs wider you invite the finger's breadth to do as they will, accepting both finger slip inside your now wet pussy brim and start to razz you rubbing you tingling kitty harder, finding you clit they slip either side of it as they rub, rolling its hardening nub between them as you're almost panting now as you feel yourself starting to throw off as you realise you're going to orgasm right there in the take pusher and right in front of your sister too !

Trying to control yourself you look at her for the first time and recognize she hasn't said anything for ages, seeing her looking down with her mouth wide of the mark overt you know she can see what's happening to you, she suddenly looks up at you and you flush furiously as your orgasm strike, you grab the terminal between the two of you as wafture after undulation of pleasure throbs through your consistence making you shake harder with ever rub of the unidentified digit, the train lurches again as it pulls into a station and the hand disappears as hoi polloi get on and off passed you as you still shake.

The train pulls away and now you find enough room to ferment round, disappointment flows through you as you realise one of the the great unwashed who got off the train was your secret hand ! Trembling now you turn back to your sis who has a questioning aspect in her eyes, without her asking you lean in and whisper ‘ no I don't know who it was'as she gasps you feel her hand touch the front of your skirt and see that your succus have soaked it where the hand had been. Grinning with embarrassment you look at your sis as the train clout in to your post. ‘ Let's get the car'you say to stop her speaking.

In the car park you get in the car and she turns to you, ‘ why did you let it fall out'she inquiry. Unable to reply her you just shrug and say ‘ I couldn't service myself once it started'she sigh and admits she wishes she had the courage to let something like that happen to her, without stopping to think you reach across to her, ‘ what are you doing ?'she gasps. Placing a finger on her brim you quiet her, your other hand slipping her skirt up exposing her whitened lacy thong, you stroke across it and she jumps ‘ don't, this is wrong'she objects. Ignoring her you stroke again this metre a little harder and further down between her legs, gasping again she opens them a picayune wider without being asked. You stroke again and this time you slip the thong across baring her trimmed cunt, as you look down at it you feel your own cunt throb, touching the trimmed hair you again stroke her snatch. Feeling it damp as you do you mistake a finger inside and rub up and down coating it in her juices as you listen to her pant and moan low.

Stopping for a 2d you look at her as she opens her peg wider ‘ please don't stop'she almost begs you, seeming to forget who you are. Again you start to taunt her pussy rubbing the length of your finger up and down, finding her button you tease it running you finger tip round and over it concentrating all your movements on her button now you rub hard as she starts to heave louder, moaning like nothing you've heard before. Suddenly she clamps her thigh together trapping your hand between them and holding your finger's breadth against her now rock hard throbbing clit as her orgasm rips through her body she almost arches herself up and out of the can, crying out with the pleasure.

shaking as her orgasm subsides your sister freeing your hand and looks at you shocked, ‘ I can't believe I let you do that to me'she voicelessness embarrassedly. ‘ it's our lilliputian clandestine sis'you reply as you start the car and attract away your fingers still coated in her juice, glancing at her you hear her gasp again as you say ‘ maybe you'd like to try something more with me some time ?'.