Suddenly, Himani’s phone rang. Both of them came back to their senses. Himani picked up the call, and it was their mother.Himani’s mother: Ho gaya...kya paper? (Done with the exam?)Himani: Haa, kab ka. Ghar bhi aa gaye hum (Yes, a while ago. We even reached home).Himani’s Mother: Kaisa tha? (How was it?)Himani: Acha tha (It was good).Pratik started playing with his sibling’s ass. Himani widened her eyes and looked at him with a look of anger in her eyes and motioned him to stop. Pratik ignored. The hard wet dick ignored her chokes and coughs as it bruised her throat. Her vision started to blur and spit was streaming out her nose. The front of her shirt was soaked with saliva and tears. Luckily she came on an empty stomach or she would be covered in puke. She could feel her throat muscles giving up as her body went slack. Her knees were weak and she slumped down till her ass hit the concrete. She felt herself fading and wondered how long this guy was gonna pump her throat before. Slowly, I slide my hands up her leg and grasp the top of one of her stockings. I silently start to slide it down her leg, keeping complete eye contact the entire time. The friction gets to be too much and she moans as I get it off her foot. I repeat the performance on her other leg and smile at the involuntary shiver that she has when I slide that one off as well. I take one of her feet in my hands and start to kiss her toes. I kiss my way up her leg and all through her thigh and taste the. I had definitely frightened her, but not in the way I’d intended!She screamed “What the fuck are you doing, you little shit, how dare you spy on me?”“Calm down”, I said, “I only wondered what was happening, because I heard sounds from your room”“ That doesn’t explain why you’re standing there wanking your cock” she said, staring at my throbbing erection, which was pointing accusingly at her perky nipples, dripping a slimy thread of precum from it’s swollen head.“I’m not going to tell, if you’re.