When I used to sleepwalk and end up in my hot older sister's room, I'd lay down with her and have at her body. We messed around, sexually, anyway, but the middle of the night, surprise, feeling, touching, and kissing was fun and she looked forward to it, sporadic as it was.
There were times I'd wake up with my arm around her waist, or her hair in my face, and take a minute or so to get my bearings, figure out where I was. Or, she'd tap my arm or chest and tell me..Get up and go to your own room so we don't get caught.
Somehow, one time, too..I ended up sitting in our car, at the wheel. That was an odd thing to wake up to, how the hell did I get in the car?
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When I used to sleepwalk and end up in my hot older sister's room, I'd lay down with her and have at her body. We messed around, sexually, anyway, but the middle of the night, surprise, feeling, touching, and kissing was fun and she looked forward to it, sporadic as it was.
There were times I'd wake up with my arm around her waist, or her hair in my face, and take a minute or so to get my bearings, figure out where I was. Or, she'd tap my arm or chest and tell me..Get up and go to your own room so we don't get caught.
Somehow, one time, too..I ended up sitting in our car, at the wheel. That was an odd thing to wake up to, how the hell did I get in the car?