" Her voice was a soft whimper. He grinned, and Kirstie watched as his mouth lowered over hers. His tongue flicked her lips gently, soothing, searchin.... She felt weak at the knees. She briefly struggled then sagged into his arms. His hand slid lower, slid between her legs, then moved tantalizingly upwards. Her wet pussy soaked through her panties and coated his black fingers. His mouth clamped on hers in another fiercely passionate kiss. His hand slid inside her panties, sliding them to one. He glanced inside and was shocked to see Haroon fucking his sister. Till now he had never considered his sister in any way apart from how brother’s normally consider their siblings. Sure he had been inquisitve, and had spied on her once or twice, but that was just part of growing up. Now what he saw excited him. She was bending forward over the bed. Her marvelous brown tits, hanging like ripe lemons, smooth with pointed nipples. They swayed with each thrust of Haroon’s powerful buttocks as he. Then, the sounds faded, and the car began to speed up as it headed into the countryside. She had never been to Master’s home. They had met for the signing of the contract on “neutral ground”, a cheap motel a few blocks from her apartment. She wondered what it would be like. Very grand, no doubt. Master was rich, or at least looked it in his plain but clearly expensive suit of charcoal-grey, and his black tie with the delicate red diamond pattern was obviously of silk; his heavy, angular ring. Her pussy at times is so dripping wet it produces a thick white cream.She got her one hand tickling my balls an the other between our bodies using her fingers in the V applying pressure to the sides of my cock and brings her that hand up to my face and I can see the Love Cream on all white glistening wet on her fingers , but wait I have already cum a few times in her already dripping pussy so I know my cum and her pussy lube is on her fingers, I know is my cum and I don't care. Her hand is.