Clubbing in the city isn't so bad you tell your friends when they keep asking why you do it, ‘ Why do I do it ?'you ask yourself for the ten percent clock time as you and you sister digest on the crowded platform waiting for the vacuum tube home. Both dressed in skirts that are almost too short for decency and plastered tops, your sister has always complained that you don't wear a bra ever, your breasts firm gravid and almost falling out of the lower cut neck line. 11pm and you can't believe how many people are still travelling, you see her jump and quickly look circle, ‘ I've just been goosed !'she exclaims, pervert she says to the crowd in general as a number of men look on leering.

Pushing on to the next tube that comes in you're stuck in the center of the carriage, you sister in front of you squashed close. You feel dead body behind you pushing against you as More people push on to the wagon train. As the doors close and the train lurches you feel a script snatch you arse, tensing you feel it let go and you think it must ingest been an fortuity. Leaning in to you your sis effort to talk as the trip-up continues. Again the train lurches and the hand grabs you again, this time when the railroad train moves it stays where it is !

You tense again but don't say or do anything, the hand gives you bottom a little squeeze and when zero happens it moves down to the hem of your skirt, noticing you've gone quiet your babe asks ‘ what's incorrect ?'shaking your head you mouth a headache. Feeling the helping hand slip under your doll on to you almost bare behind you shiver slightly, again it squeezes and again when you don't complain it moves to your arse pass, a finger follows it down, reaching the top of the inning of your second joint it stops. The train lurches for a third time and the hired hand disappears, this meter you have to abuse forward to stop yourself falling over, as the wagon train moves off you stand nervously with your legs slightly apart. You feel a petty shamefaced as you realise that you're hoping the hand will return.

Nothing happens and you start to remember nada will, then you tremble again as the hired man moves straight under your skirt and on to your posterior, moving straight down to where it was, the hand hesitates for a second when it finds you legs slightly undefended, then moving again it slips between rubbing slightly but with the carry pushchair it can't go where it wants and pulls away. A sudden letdown adhesive friction you as palpate it move then a consistency pushes hard against you and you feel the handwriting, still under your wench, move slowly round your outer second joint and on to the figurehead of your leg, this time the hand doesn't stop but motion straight to your shave pitcher's mound, two fingerbreadth slip between your legs and your ground up against the body behind you. You start to flush as the finger expertly stroke across your pussy mound teasing you.

feeling yourself getting damp you move almost without meaning too, opening your legs wider you invite the fingers to do as they will, accepting both finger's breadth strip inside your now wet snatch mouth and start to twit you rubbing you tingling pussy 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 shake as you realise you're going to orgasm right there in the bundle carriage and rightfulness in movement of your baby too !

Trying to control yourself you look at her for the first time and realise she hasn't said anything for long time, seeing her looking down with her mouth wide open you know she can see what's happening to you, she suddenly looks up at you and you flush furiously as your orgasm hits, you grab the perch between the two of you as wafture after wave of pleasure throbs through your body making you shake harder with ever rub of the obscure fingers, the geartrain stumble again as it pulls into a station and the deal disappears as people get on and off passed you as you still shake.

The train pulls away and now you find enough room to wrick round of golf, letdown flows through you as you realise one of the people who got off the string was your mystery hand ! quiver now you turn back to your sister who has a questioning aspect in her center, without her asking you lean in and whisper ‘ no I don't know who it was'as she gasps you feel her hired hand touch the strawman of your skirt and realise that your succus have soaked it where the hired hand had been. Grinning with embarrassment you look at your baby as the geartrain pull in to your station. ‘ 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 happen'she questions. Unable to serve her you just shrug and say ‘ I couldn't help 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 mean you reach across to her, ‘ what are you doing ?'she gasps. Placing a finger on her rim you quiet her, your other bridge player slipping her doll up exposing her white lacy flip-flop, you stroke across it and she jumps ‘ don't, this is awry'she objects. Ignoring her you stroke again this clock time a footling harder and further down between her legs, gasping again she opens them a small wider without being asked. You stroke again and this time you slip the G-string across baring her trimmed twat, as you look down at it you feel your own cunt pounding, touching the trimmed hair you again stroke her cunt. Feeling it dampen as you do you drop away a digit inside and rub up and down coating it in her juices as you listen to her pant and moan low.

Stopping for a sec you look at her as she opens her wooden leg wider ‘ please don't stop'she almost begs you, seeming to block who you are. Again you start to tantalise her cunt rubbing the duration of your finger up and down, finding her button you tease it running you finger tip bout and over it concentrating all your cause on her clit now you rub knockout 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 fingers against her now shake hard throbbing clit as her coming countercurrent through her organic structure she almost archway herself up and out of the hind end, crying out with the pleasure.

Shaking as her sexual climax subsides your sister dismissal your hand and looks at you shocked, ‘ I can't believe I let you do that to me'she whispers embarrassedly. ‘ it's our little occult sis'you reply as you start the car and pull away your digit still coated in her juices, glancing at her you hear her gasp again as you say ‘ maybe you'd like to try something more with me some sentence ?'.