Jahnavi, my bhabhi, was happy to have me, the one who really cares for her as told by her, in her life. I don’t know whether to thank my brother. Wi...hout him, I wouldn’t had the chance to get erotic with her or look after her because of the things happening in her life. Everything else aside, I enjoyed many lovely moments with my queen while my brother was not around.There wasn’t a place we haven’t had made love to one another in the house. I mostly enjoyed in the kitchen. I stand behind her,. . like a street whore... with any of my previous boyfriends.I was actually pretty straight-laced and conservative. It had taken everything I had just to visit this place the first time. I had never been to a strip club, never set foot in an "adult novelty store". And yet here I was lying naked on my back with my legs spread wide begging a guy I couldn't even see to fuck me like I was a back alley street prostitute!My mystery cock pushed a little, parting my pussy lips, and nested itself right. She started to talk fast, as if she had to say it all at once or lose her nerve entirely. “I’m going to bet you a complete, and I mean totally complete – swallow and all – blow job if you can outlast me.”“Outlast you?” I was puzzled but it soon sank in. “You mean, if you cum before I do then you’ll suck me off and swallow?”“Yes!” she beamed wickedly at me. “In fact, I’ll pull you right out of me and finish you on the spot. Kinky, huh?”“It’s a nice kind of kinky,” I assured her. “But what if I. There came a moment when I could only grunt and start filling her with my seed. As soon as she felt me coming I could feel her pussy pulsing - and I almost died just then and there. She had been tight but when I felt her pussy squeezing the head of my dick when I was emptying my balls inside her. I almost died. Smiling.She collapsed on my chest and we both were gasping for breath. As soon as my breathing leveled I moved her hair away from her face behind that pointy ear.“I’m sorry I didn’t last.