Whenever he couldn’t continue, he used to give his tongue a rest and play around with the clit using his forefinger – which he kept wetter than a ...eathervane in Cherrapunji.We would learn later that the bed below the incestuous couple was soggy wet by now – with sweat, saliva and Janani’s cum. Feeling stupid standing around, I dragged a chair and sat down to watch the forbidden love between a brother’s tongue and a sister’s clit continue before me. Anjan was now visibly tiring, using his finger. I turned around and ran to the kitchen. Grabbed two cups and poured them quickly. I went to the living room as fast as I could without spilling the coffee I just poured. When I walked into the living room, I almost dropped the coffee cups. My brunette carrier was totally naked and sitting spread eagle on the couch. Her head was leaned back and her eyes were closed. She had her pussy pulled apart with one hand and her other hand had two fingers shoved up deep inside of it. I walked silently. Stripping down, I waited for my husband to return. With clothing in hand, he came over to me, his free hand reaching for my petals. Swatting his hand away, I handed my credit card over and requested that he find an adult bookstore and retrieve every toy wanted in quantities of twos and threes. Quickly organizing myself in the outfit of my choosing, I situated the computer's camera until my beautiful hourglass body was on full display. My double D's nearly spilling from the corset as I quickly. As the footsteps got near, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I slowly looked up, bringing the owner of the hand into my lap.I gently kissed on her neck while she shyly blushed. Leaning on my chair, I held her with one hand and using the other hand to gently feel up her ear, kissing her, slowly starting from her neck, her cheeks, nibbling her ear while whispering “I LOVE YOU”. I started to pull her even closer as if I want to melt into her. My hand started to feel up her breasts through her clothes,.