I collapsed down onto her, and her arms flew around me, squeezing me as tight as her legs were. Her snatch was still pulsating on my rock hard cock as...I stayed as deep inside of her as I could. She felt like heaven, and I never wanted to leave. I had cum in my little sister again, and the thought rocked my world in such a good way that I knew I definitely never wanted to get used to it. I always hoped to feel this dirty and naughty about it; I loved loving her.“Holy shit! That was hot! Is that. I continue to kiss her, and she embraces me more tightly. I move down and rub my left hand on her skin until I find her clit. Touching this elicits a gasp and her legs tense.I rub with my fingers and feel the bulge in her skin press farther out, then I place my lips over it and flick my tongue rapidly over it. She begins moaning and panting in earnest now, and continues to build up."Fuck me, fuck me" she gasps, her head is turned to the side, and her hands are tightly balled with fists full of. I was pushed down with firm hands and was sandwiched between two huge beasts. I was plain embarrassed and was looking at the floor. One of them asked me what my age was. When I said 21 some of them had smirks on their face. Then they asked what do I do and someone chirped out “Dekh ne se hi to pata chalta hai kya karti hogi” And everyone laughed.I was sitting with my saree close to me and my legs tight. Someone took my saree and threw it away. Now my front was also visible. They could see by. Some wise men say that they are of the race of elves; others believe that they are instead a cursed race of men that had rejected the one true God back in the days of Noah and the flood. What the truth of that is, this storyteller cannot say.In my own opinion, the merfolk are no worse - nor any better than your average townsman and they possess all of the same virtues and sins that our race does. They’re a secretive race, true, but they’d learned to be wary of our fishermen’s ire ... just as.