I could hold my own with Alan, but wasn't even remotely in Claude's league. The only consolation was his confidence that I could defeat a pretty good ...pponent."You have to remember", he said. "I've been doing this shit for thirty years. You'll do fine, trust me."At this point, the only opponent I was on an equal footing with was Bernie. Even that was a challenge. That girl was sneaky. Her favorite tactic was a reverse and a jab with the end of the staff. It ended up in my stomach when it. Her narrow waist, perfectly placed for his hands. The expanse of her pale back, with the swell at the edges that promised firm, rounded mammaries. The lustrous blond hair, bobbing up and down.He didn’t stop there. As his gaze continued upwards, his expression did not change. Yes, he was definitely looking at me with that same lust-charged gaze. My brother wanted to fuck me, his own little sister!Our eyes locked, an electric shock of mutual realization lighting an explosive fire of lust. Then he. Jis se wo garam hone lagi..Fir uske arm me touch karne laga..Fingures ko rub karne laga uski back me to usne kuch kaha nahi…Mujhe laga line clear hai..To uske face ko apni aur khich k uske lipss.Ko kiss karne laga…Kuch der me wo bhi sath dene lagi..Dhire dhire uski boobs ko masalna shuru kiya..Bhid jyada thi nahi to koi notice ni kar raha tha..Uske top k andar hath dal di..Kya soft boobs the yar..Nipples ekdum se hard ho gye thi uski..Uski nipples ko ungliyo me le k masal raha tha..Wo aaahhhhh. There was no sound, no sight, just the feel of their bodies connected in unison. They wrapped each other in their arms and moved against each other. Waves of pleasure flowed between them. A light appeared in his imagination and he could see her as if bathed in pale moonlight. He could still feel himself in her but she appeared to be apart from him. She held out her hands to him and he took them and they swam to the surface. As they surfaced she again kissed him. Her legs were wrapped around him.