I brought myself to the verge of an orgasm without going over the top. I let go of my cock and balls, the bullet still vibrating on my anus. I start...d pulling at my nipples again. I was going to cum this time, and I wanted to save myself for when the guy came in the movie.My nipples were no hard, just the way they go as I orgasm. I knew that I was ready to cum, and wanted to make sure my load was huge. I looked at the porn, and the guy was now sliding his cock into her anus. I knew that. 10min bobs chusne ke bad Anjali boli ke tum apne pant utar do, jab main apni pant utrane laga to wo boli ruko main utarti hun, jab unhone mari pant utari or mara tana huva lund(pennies) dekha to wo bahut he excite ho gai, ab main naga ho chukka thaa, to maine Anjali ke salwar utarni suru kar dee. Jab maine unke salwar utari to maine dekha ke unhono Pink colour ke Panty phene hui thee, jab maine unke panty utari to maine unki chut(ovary) dakhe muje wo itne achi lagi ke maine awav dekha na tav. ”“And why would that be”“I needed you for a chore”“And what would that be”She turns to look at me in the eyes. I stare into them seeing pure lust. “Filling me up, Making me yours, and maybe you could even spank me….” she says the last part longingly. I once again smirk. Following my smirk is a loud smack against her butt.She moans loud as well.“Again again…”she begs“Now now you know how you’re supposed to ask”“Master please,,,”“Please what?”“Spank me while pounding into my pussy and then fill. I was a girl when my brother made me. Like an otherworldly creature he made me girl to woman in the dark, wetness of one night. Our sex and our sin between us like his cum and cock still sticky on my belly. How many times after that did we lay together? Lay in guilt, in defiance, lay in the sweat and musky scent of our sex, just finished; his cum still dripping from me, pulling out slick from me, me still all over him. We lay in love. Always in love. My brother. Brother Mine. Mine. Switch the.