It was very strange.Helen left the glass on the coffee table by the sofa and walked up the stairs and down the hall to Candy’s room. The door was cl...sed and she put her ear to it. She thought she heard something, but wasn’t sure what it was. With her hand on the handle, she was a second from opening it when she heard a long moan coming from inside. She let go of the handle and put her ear once again against the door.This time, she could clearly hear moaning and something that sounded like. We showered together then, before going down to breakfast, touching and teasing and remembering our fun night. The snow had mostly quit overnight, but the roads were still bad. Nonetheless, we decided to push on – but not before Joanie invited Alvin back to our room for one last poke.I stayed up front to settle our bill so that we could just load up and leave, and by the time I got back to our room Joanie was on her knees in front of him, still fully dressed, sweater and all for the cold. It was heating up like an oven and Helen's usually dry, lukewarm cunt began to gush steamy cream. She was hot and tight, and Wes couldn't remember her ever being this creamy. Perhaps it was a good thing that Helen had fainted. The moment her mind had stopped working, her body had taken over and Wes could tell that her pussy was enjoying his cock.Wes gave another lunge and he groaned as Helen's pussy muscles tightened around his long shaft. Her creamy cunt was grasping him firmly, clutching and. Pintoo: “theek hai…nahi bataonga…lekin ek sharth hai”ME: “kya?”Pintoo: “Veena didi…aap vahi karogi…jyon main chahunga”I never imagined my brother to be so fast at blackmailing his own didi. I guessed what was on his mind – to fuck me – because from his story books I found incest story the most abundant. Though I too waited for this moment for a long time but god knows why I was a bit confused at that moment… I could have said “no” to him, but something hold me back…I was so wet that my pussy.