There was ... just. She rocked her hips and he sighed with pleasure, and reached to fondle her breasts."Such pretty titties," he said, "and such ... s...mptuous curves," running his hands down her sides to hold her hips lightly as she began to gyrate on him. "Keep that up and I'll fill you up." That's okay ... I'm," gasp, "coming anyway!"The squeezing and rippling of her vagina as she orgasmed was all CC needed to push him over the edge. Pippa laid herself carefully on top of him. He went back to. Phir who apnay land ko ander bhar karnay laga or santosh bhaya nai mujhay thoda sa uppar utha kar dhaka laganay laga or peachay say raju bhaya nay mare gand er dhaka lagana chalu rakha thode daar baad he mujhay maja aanay laga phir kareeb adha ghantay tak hum asay he kartay rahay phir mujhay laga ke mare choot mai sai kuch garam garam nikala hai or manay santosh bhaya ko joor say pakar liya phir bhe bhaya nay dhaka lagana chalu rakha phir udhar mujhay gand mai bhaya kay land ka dhayan aya to. "You want more?" She breathed. I nodded, and her grin grew even bigger. She pulled my top over my hand, and skillfully undid my bra and removed it. "Mmmm," she looked at my body, bare but for my pajama bottoms in appreciation, before taking me in her arms again, but this time she ducked her head and her tongue found my hard nipple. She flicked in backwards and forwards expertly, and I threw my head back in pleasure. Soon, my nipple was in her mouth, and she was kissing and sucking me. I wasn't. This was definitely one of the best ways to wake up every morning. With my morning wood surrounded by a wonderfully tight, warm, young pussy. It wasn’t just my cock that was enjoying my little sister’s presence. I loved feeling the slight weight of her soft, warm body laying atop mine. The silky smoothness of her toned legs entangled with mine, her soft breasts pillowed against me, her golden blonde hair, still messy from our night of wild sex, splayed across my chest. Perfection.My little.