From sisterhood to becoming his bride was my gift to my brother Karthik. I arrived home and prepared my brother’s bride for him. He was waitning for...his bride, his sister Anisha, my brother was dying without my sisterly love. I bathed, perfumed and dressed in a lemon transparent gown. My pussy tingled as I walked into the dimly lit room where my brother had set Vodka, my favourite drink and birthday cake. He wore loose cotton shorts and nothing else, his cock bulged from his shorts which was. The two girls then began making out with the boys with an inhuman passion.“Neither of you are virgins, are you?” Asked Lumiosa. The boys both shook their heads. “Well we promise you this will surpass anything any human has ever given you.”The two genies grabbed hold of the boys’ dicks and began stroking them, while they simply looked them in the eyes.“Oohhhhh ... Oh God...” Jake moaned.“You guys ever seen each-other naked before?” Alexis asked. They both shook their heads. “So then Jake, what. Nevertheless, as I never saw pornography during my studies, I did not have sexual dreams.Some of my friends did see pornographic pictures, but were disgusted by the lack of respect for the woman it showed.That did not alter their fascination for the body of the woman as they talk about it since.Unlike me, they clearly wanted to meet a woman to reproduce (no pun intended) what they saw.I understood what mother meant by thinking about “that”I realized you must have a lot of question, like did I. Sarah doubled her efforts, pounding down on my shaft. “Give me your cum. Give me your cum,” She yelled as she pulled me close and stuck her tongue down my throat. I came hard; harder than I expected; harder than I had cum for some time. And that is saying a lot. Despite Sarah’s lips locked on mine and her tongue buried in my mouth, I let out one loud moan after another, while shooting streams of cum into Sarah until the spasms of pleasure had subsided and cum was just dribbling out of my cock.