Despite feeling guilt and fear, both siblings soon found their rhythm again, unable to suppress the feelings of pleasure they were giving each other. ...iley’s soft breasts bounced firmly on her chest as Luna rammed her up and down on her cock. The loud sound of smacking filled the house as their hips connected at high velocity, sending ripples through Riley’s generous backside. Riley was so perfect with her new body, being soft and squishy, dense and firm, in all the right places. “OHHHH FUCK. Why?" Because you're cute. Good enough? How about 'It's nice to kiss a nice guy for a change?' Or maybe it's a regression to my childhood when a kiss before bedtime was just part of being secure." I dunno how to deal with smart chicks," I said.That noisy smirk again. "'Smart' is a compliment. I dunno about 'chick', though." Just a phrase. Meant to convey my confusion." That's what I said. In my mind, though, was more turmoil. The lady was charming, disarming, alluring, attractive, desirable,. The bulge in my pants pressed against her ass, and I whispered into her ear. “Do you feel me?” She nodded. “You'd love that hard cock in your pussy right now, wouldn't you?” A deep moan left her as she writhed in my arms. “Oh yes, you would. You're a slut, after all.” I nibbled on her ear gently, calling forth a number of other sounds. “ My slut.” Her body trembled against me, and I rubbed the soft tip of my crop against her pussy and clit. More sounds of pleasure serenaded my ears, and I. Ek din mummy ne usse cel le lia kuki wo ptra din cel m lagi rhti thi.Mjhe laga ab shi moka h chance marne ka. Ek rat ko maine dkha k soniya rat ko rum se bhar gyi or toilet m se dusre rum m chali gyi. M utha or uske piche gya or chupke use dkhne laga .uske hath m cel tha or wo bat kar ri thi apne bf se. Achanak usne apni skirt upar ki. Or panty k upar se apni chut ragadne lgi m smjh gya ye phone sex kar rhi h.Usne apni panty bhi utardi or chut m ungli karne lag gyi mera lund bi khada ho gya.