The door to Sonya’s bedroom was slightly opened. It was like the sisters were teasing Oskar and Ben. Inviting them. In the room that was lit with on...y a bunch of candles, each of the sisters was sitting on a pillow in a riding position slowly moving their hips back and forth – both looked like identical barbie dolls wearing only white panties and white tank tops, and their innocent conversation, combined with sudden bursts of girlish laughter, was a good sign. However, the boys were desperate.. Part of what makes them sexy though. Fucking crazy. Even when they're not mad they're crazy! A horny/happy wound up filipina chick is like some demon possessed hedonistic psychopath. I've watched a chick just start pointing to my cock (after sex already mind you) in mid conversation and start lashing out her tongue for it and humping the air like the exorcist! And cackling because she realizes what a hilarious spectacle she is. Lmao they're outta control.It's the passion. Everything they do,. He sits downon the sidebed and lowers his jeans and shorts. I get on my knees and fondle his cock and balls. He is a grower and reaches his full erection length and girth in a few minutes. Soon I am stroking his marvellous 7 by 5 cock. His cock's glans is wet and glistening pink. I bend over and lick the tip of his cock and foreskin, slobbering all over it profusely. His knob is soaked and I pull his foreskin back and forth over his knob. His hood is tight over that big knob so I keep it wet. He loved the way her clitoris was now exposed to his touch, and knew that the feel of his hair against it would drive her into a frenzy of desire when he entered into her. His cock was swollen and an insistent tattoo beat within his loins, summoning his strength to return home for the night. The tip of his cock instinctively knew where that home lay. It sought entry into her, plunging into her warmth to seek sanctuary deep within her. It withdrew a little to plunge again, further.