So I just let go. Checked out of reality for a sec, I guess. The camera was gone. The porn was gone. The room was gone. If someone walked in right the..., I couldn’t have stopped even had I wanted to. All I could think of — all I could feel — was the glide of the dildo inside, and the firm rippled length of the strap-on outside. I could hear myself moaning: a low, constant, monotonous sound. I synced up my body’s motions so that every time the strap-on slipped from my hand, bobbing crazily and. I had no idea what was to happen when he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees. I started to get a hint when he grabbed my head and pulled it closer to his cock. My stomach turned at that idea. I begged him. I struggled to break free. He told me to shut up and open my mouth. I wondered if my sister knew about this side of him when he drove his cock between my lips. With my eyes shut tight, I took his cock. I could hear his labored breathing above me. His cock twitched. “Please be gentle and slow I want my chhoth to get adjusted to that monster between your legs”. Caring little for her, I grabbed her hips and slammed my bloated penis into her vagina. Radha screamed out. I did not care for her screaming and started fucking her like a mad man. Incessantly I fucked her furiously. Radha was screaming. “Saali, teri chikni chooth mein khujli ho rahi hai na… teri chooth ki kujli ab theek karta hoon” I said as I pulverized her lusty vagina. Soon, our bodies were. She begged me “Please enter it, please don’t stop.”. But I still kept playing. She couldn’t hold it anymore. She grabbed my waist as a cat paws on mice. “Please, please…I can’t..anymore.” Her words were broken, but it wa a request. I understood. I didn’t seemed that I heard it. Kept rubbing. She made a quick move and within a fracture of a second, bent before me and took my dick in her mouth again. She sucked it hard. Chopping sounds made me feel death from ecstasy. A minute later I grabbed she.