He stopped for a minute and I smiled, I knew what he was going to do, then his testicles appeared over my face and he used both hands to open my pussy...up again for his mouth, I held each testicle in turn and sucked them gently,"That's so fucking good mum" he whispered into my cunt as I probed the dark little hole of his anus, I gripped his penis, brought it to my lips and he groaned as I closed my lips over the swollen dome,"Mum" he gasped, "You'll make me cum!" I intend to" I laughed and then. Quite a strange arrangement when I looked around once inside. Her room was full of handbags and devoid of the regular boy gear such as footballs and other such junk that I decorated with as a k** growing up. Silly things like hair gel, deodorants, socks lying and underwear lying around in the Ensuite were all feminine. “How old is your older brother?” I asked her as she showered me sitting on the toilet seat heart pounding outside my chest, somewhere hiding under one of the beds. “29 and a. Still holding my gaze, she pulled me out of my underwear, leaving them on me. Using one hand to stroke and the other to squeeze my balls, she flicked her tongue against my head. While she jacked me off, feeling three separate sensations was too much. I wanted to blow within seconds, but I forced it down three or four times before she wrapped her lips around me. Moaning, I used her pig tails as handle bars, showing her which way I liked best. Her mouth felt so good, I wondered how tight and wet. I had never seen her in anything else than her salwar kameez before. I talked about how she must have seen the girls in mall wearing similar clothes. I insisted that she can at least wear them inside the house, she went back in to change. This time I tried to peep through to keyhole of her room. Though I could not see her changing I saw her walking towards the mirror in the tights. My jaw dropped and her figure, it was sexy as hell. I imagined she had a good ass but this was far from what I had.