Every time -- every time-- it’s as if he’s forgotten how good Aya was at this, each time seemingly better than the last. His head shakes almost in...disbelief. Reminders such as this were well beyond welcome. Aya takes him all in now, encompassing as much of his length as she can in her mouth. Over and over, she winds her lips up and down. She nudges the tip against her throat before withdrawing his cock, her teeth grazing the taut skin covering his throbbing muscle. Her rosy cheeks go sallow as. Looking over at her and then him she hesitantly sat down. ***** looked directly into her eyes as if to swim in them with his own and said, you have very captivating eyes, they seem to compete with my own. "I'm threatened by that", he said softly to her with a very sexy and almost mischievous smile, "punishment is in order for that little miss". Before she could even prosses the words that came from his mouth she could feel a warm slow approaching touch under her skirt. He had slid his hand. “don’t cry sis, I am willing to do anything to make you happy.” he said softly into her ear. Tara kept sobbing softly, clutching her brother harder, and pressing her breasts into rahuls firm chest.“please sis, don’t cry please! At least for my sake!” rahul implored again. Tara stopped sobbing. She took rahuls face in her small delicate hands and looked into his eyes.“rahul…you are the best brother any sister can have.” she said as a drop of tear rolled down her cheek.“anything for you. In front of him all the shooting stopped and another trumpet sounded. Vincent then realized that they were now dead for the enemy now had men in front and behind them. To prove his point, he soon heard the unmistakable sounds of calvary charging them in the rear and soon he seen troops emerge in front of him all dressed in green and charging forward with some kind of short spear. He then realized that he was actually looking at these so-called firearms. This was his last thought as one of.