Sometimes a word, a gesture would ring in our minds and looking up, we'd see the other staring and we would recognize that vulnerable, uncertain look....e knew at base what it was about. I did anyway. I loved my sister. The uncertainty wasn't about that. It centered about our lust. We'd danced around it, slowly at first, with a gradual opening and increasing intimacy. Some time ago I'd confessed to her that I wanted to make love with her. (Actually, I think I told her I wanted to "fuck" her.) At. Is pay wo maan gai or may nay us ko paker k ulta ker k nichy sy robina ki phudi ki money sy bhara hoa lun sidha shazia ki bund may pale diya wo 1 dam chik marti marti ruk gai or nasreen Aagy aa k us k dood dabany lagi or shazia sath sath us ki phudi ko shelany lagi kher 5 minute k baad robina ny mur k dekha or kaha k insano ki tarah apny room may jao tum dono bus ab yeh barai meri thi tum dono kion aa gai ho mayny jab dekha k robina anti naraz ho rahi hy tu mayny unhy chur k kaha k jao tum dono. Jasmine’s hand continued at a slow and steady pace, rubbing circles over my G-spot with her two fingers while simultaneously rubbing my clit with her palm.I moaned and nodded before kissing Jasmine again to keep myself quiet. “Tell us how good it feels,” Courtney said.“Shh, my parents,” I whispered. I didn’t want to let lust get us in any kind of hot water. Not to mention the kind of mood killer it would be to have either of my folks check on us because of strange noises. I let out a squeak of. We carried on fondling for what seemed forever, I could feel his cock start to go hard, was this going to happen a very big cock sliding into my tight pussy.As he grabbed the base of his dick he gently guided it towards my pussy, I was nervous but so excited, I felt the head nudge my opening, I was so wet it glided in, I gasped as I felt my lips start to spread, I adjusted my hips to make it slip in easier, bringing my legs up to my hips I felt his cock slip fully in, a sharp pain from my pussy.