I: oh. phir to thik he. vo bhi bahut handsome honge…he na..tumhari tarah..She: kya sir, phir vo hi bat..(vo sharm jati he).I: are yaar, isme sharman... ki kya bat he. Vo to natural he. (I wink). He na..She: (sharmate huwe)..ha sir, vo he to bahut handsome.. par..I: par kya?She: kuchh nahi..bas eise hi..I: are yaar batao na.. me tumhara dost hi hu na…She: kuchh nahi sir, but thoda jaldi gussa ho jate he, romantic bhi nahi he.I: Oh. sorry. par phir bhi tumhari care to karte honge na.She: ha vo to. My pussy clenched down on his dick. I moaned and groaned, bucking back into him so hard.I loved it.So much pleasure. It surged through me.It filled me.Zanyia's teasing tail assaulted my nipples. The stiff fur sent tingles racing to the building pressure in my pussy. Juices boiled out of my pussy, pouring down my thighs as I trembled between the pair. My tongue flew through sweet snatch while my brother pounded my cunt so hard. His dick sent rapture sweeping through my body with every. Her hands clutched the sheet tighter and tighter, bracing for her first orgasmic wave. Before she could even let out her first moan, I felt her cum squirt my lower lip. My God, it tasted wonderful! I just had to have more!!! I slowed my pace down slightly, taking in more and more of her cum until her orgasmic contractions subsided...for the moment.My lips went back to kissing and massaging her inner thighs, giving her soft, warm pussy a temporary rest. After a few minutes, she started rubbing. Together they stood there for a minute, watching people run for cover from the heavy rain. Once the street was deserted in every direction, with none of the pedestrians inclined to grace their establishment, they turned their attention to housekeeping tasks that there was never enough time to fully take care of.As intense as many of these summer storms tended to be, they were also usually short lived, playing out their violent fury in a very short span. In the end, this one proved to be no.