Accept it or move on. The girls were nodding and smiling at my last statement. ‘So what do you girls do?’ I asked. ‘We’re receptionists at a m...dical clinic,’ Allison answered. ‘Lucky clinic,’ I said. I turned to Mike. ‘So which one were you after?’ The look on his face was priceless. ”Scuse me?’ ‘We’re at a bar on a Friday night. We all know why we’re here,’ I said with a glance back to the girls. ‘You met them first, and I like them both, but you have dibs. Assuming the one you like, likes. She had a glass in her hands. I removed her veil and gave a gentle peck on her lips. She sat beside me and gave me the glass. I took and a sip and damn! This time it wasn’t milk; it was whisky.Oh god I was so horny. Daru ke saath sex is the best thing in the world! That too on suhagraat. I did a full bottoms up and got into the mood. I took her in my arms and said “My dear sister! You know your brother better than anyone! I Love you!”“I Love you too my handsome brother! my husband! my man! my. I continued to ejaculate four or five times into her, grunting as the sensation of my cock inside her made my body jerk. I could feel my hot steamy semen filling her internal cavity with virtually a bucket of cum. I don’t believe I had ever ejaculated as much or for as long ever before.After I had complexly emptied my prostate I collapsed on top of her soaking wet body.I was as breathless as she had been and I could feel my heart pumping as my chest was pressed to her firm and beautiful. He pulled the door open and stepped into a small, richly decorated reception room. The strains of Vivaldi’s “Four Seasons” played softly in the background. Immediately, a young woman with waist-length raven black hair and laughing dark eyes met him with a smile and held out her hand. She was dressed in a floor-length shining black silk kimono, closed at the neck and buttoned to just below her waist. A red-hemmed slit continued down her hip to her small, slippered feet. “Why, Mr. Ward,” she.