Her teeth lightly grazed it, sending wave after wave of pleasure throughout my entire body. Oh fuck, here it comes, I said, pulling my cock out of her...perfect mouth. I rapidly started jerking off to her pretty face, using her spit and pussy juices as lube. My hand glided cleanly up and down my shaft as Isabelle put her mouth back on the head, her hands running up and down my thighs, tickling me. Fuck! I moaned beginning to cum as Isabelle took her head off for a breath. Ah! Pas dans les yeux!. Mujhe yakin nahi horaha tha ki ye h ‘meri behen’Chapter 2 chumma chatiWo dono bohot khush dikh rahe the. Meri behen use lipat kar baith gayi thi. Aur tabhi us ladke ne meri behen ke pichwwade par hath rakha aur sehlane laga, reetu ne kuch nahi kiya, usne fir uske boobs dabaye aur gale pe kiss kiya, aur reetu ka haath pakda aur apne pant ki zip ke pass rakha to reetu ne haath ekdum se hataya. Usne wo fir kiya aur isbaar reetu ne hath nahi hataya, dono ne ek dusre ke taraf dekha aur kiss kar. As she struggles to wake through a haze, her mind screams at her that something is wrong and she grabs at his hair in one hand, wrist in the other, but her body is already betraying her and the grip is weak. "What are you doing," she gasps. "You have to stop," when he doesn't respond. Even as she pulls lightly at his wrist, her legs widen slightly, and her hips press up a hint. As his fingers grow more bold, and his lips tug harder, she begins to mewl in lustful pleasure. Her hips buck as he. I began to search her body with my hungry eyes.Her large boobs made a nice valley and those were trying to come out from her tight blouse. She asked about my wife and I gave her reply that she had gone to her parents. She returned to her work. She did not observe my bulge and I felt disappointed.She started wash the utensils in the kitchen. Slowly I placed on chair near the door and began to observe her back curves by keeping a news paper in my hands. I pretended like reading the paper observed.