This is a story about Pinki. Pinki was the eldest and the most beautiful. I always heard my mom admiring Pinki’s beauty when talking to her mother o... father. Pinki had just completed her 18 and her parents were looking a boy for her. She was in intermediate and failed to pass that exam twice. If I remember, she had her face and figure exactly like one model of “EMAMI fairness cream” the ad used to come in doordarshan. Long Black hairs up to her waist, big black eyes, thin pink lips and Milkish. His cock is so hard and much too big for where it is located, but still Dad manages to find enough room to move back a little bit and then push it inside again. -Is this fucking Dad?, I ask almost out of breath. -Normally fucking is a bit rougher, says Dad. Fucking means I can pump my cock in and out of your ass as hard as I want, but you are too little for that still. We need to give you some time to get used to it but as well as you are taking it I dont think it will take long before your dad. ‘You’re hot’, he whispered thickly, ‘That’s because I like to make love, not just fuck’, I answered as his hand went between my legs and massaged my knickers. ‘You guys starting’, asked my husband, but initially I ignored him, before telling him, well both of them, he could film us, but he must not on any account say anything to interrupt our rhythm or get in the way, ‘This is our fuck so stay to fuck out of it’. That seemed to please the stranger as he saw my husband cower from my verbal. 'Lets see them then', my brother called out, and I felt a surge of heat course through my being, I looked at his friend and asked him if he wanted to see them, his slight nodding was all the encouragement I needed, and in one swift movement, I was sitting bare breasted, fondling my hard nipples, subconsciously wanting them to be sucked.'Go all the way', urged my brother, clearly excited at his sisters brazenness, and breasts, jiggling as I tweaked my nipples and pouted my lips.'What do you.