I thrust into her again, and again. I varied my rhythm: quick, angled motions designed to hit her g-spot interspersed with slow, rolling thrusts that ...ook me all the way inside her. Her fingers circled her clit while she gasped and writhed against the bed. I leaned in and covered one nipple with my mouth, sucking and pulling gently with my teeth. I licked my way up to her neck, nibbling the sensitive skin. I soothed it with a swirl of my tongue before moving on to mark another spot. My pace. She looks homely and fair in color. i never find the skin of her body apart from the face and hand. she use to cover neatly. I use to think about her structure and masturbate daily.One day i came to home and found no one in the home and the key was handed over to kavitha aunty and they left a message through kavitha aunty that they are going to native since there was a problem there. and asked to take dinner in a hotel. Kavitha aunty told this and asked me to have dinner if i don’t have any. I stared at my wall for the longest time, before I felt a pressure in my pants, and realized that I was throbbing hard. Probably had been the entire time. Blushing at the mere thought of what I was doing, I stripped down to my boxers and got in bed, like I usually did, before I slowly wrapped a hand around my cock and started to pump slowly, picturing my sister like she had been, bent over and practically begging me to take her. Shutting my eyes to keep my mind on it, I groaned as pleasure. ..” She tried to turn her head to look at me but couldn’t move it far enough. Instead, she shuffled around to face me. She placed her hand on my cheek and said, “I wish I could wake up like this with you every day.”I smiled. “I’d like that too.”She sighed. “This is all I want, Paul. Yours is already the last voice I hear at night, but I want yours to be the last face I see before I close my eyes and the first I see when I open them every morning. Wouldn’t that be great? Not now, because there’s.