She somehow squeesedher way through and stood in front of me and this big black guystanding next to me. He must have been 6 feet atleast. She was wear...ngthe same silky jilbab as my bhabhi. I looked down at her ass which wasso well rounded that even her not so tight jilbab could not hide it. Iwondered what it would feel like. Then as I looked up, I saw the blackguy was also checking out the niqaabi sister's ass. He looked at meand winked as he nodded in appreciation of the niqaabi's ass. I. “I love you,” Kiran pressed her wet pussy against her sisters hearing her beautiful moans and whispers of encouragement she rolled onto her back letting her sister take control. Sonal kissed down her neck and gently nibbled her earlobes sliding her tongue out and running it all the way down her neck to her breasts. Taking a nipple into her mouth nibbling and flicking it with her tongue hearing her sister moan she was in heaven. Sonal could smell her sister, as she got closer, the scent drove. I was doing far more physical work, but taking in fewer calories. Additionally, I had quickly become bored with the enforced vegan diet. So, on a trip into town to collect some DIY materials for Jennifer’s house, daringly, I visited a drive-through fast-food outlet and purchased a large burger, fries and a Cola. I sped home, and settling down in Jennifer’s boot room, gorged myself on what was almost a forgotten treat. I stuffed the packaging deep into her kitchen bin and resumed today’s task –. Just the heavy breathing of his alliterative companion. The Package. The fat fuck. Maybe I’ve lost them. Yeah, right. Or maybe they’re getting into better positions…. He bent down on one knee and checked the gun. The Glock had three rounds left. So, he’d used twelve. I need to get out of this alley. There were three ways out. The way he’d come in was one. He wasn’t going back that way. There was also the end of the alley. Too far for The Package. There was another right-of-way that ran off.