Sex with kamran bhai - Copy

[hirarandi]

Tahira was smiling and Dil Mohammd didn’t know how to answer her. This time when she moved her lips toward his he leaned down to meet her. Dil Mohammd broke the kiss this time and lifted her tank top to suck her hard little nipples.
“Oh uncle Dil Mohammd,” Tahira said breathlessly, “That feels so good.”
Tahira reached down and unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pant and let them fall to his ankles. Dil Mohammd stepped out of them as Tahira dropped to her knees in front of him and pulled his underwear down. His cock was harder than it had been since he was a teenager. She looked up at him and he marveled at those beautiful eyes. He watched as she took the head in her mouth and began to rub her tongue slowly around it all the time staring at his face with those eyes.
“Oh my God,” he thought, “she looks so much like Sadia.”
It shocked him that he would have such a thought, but it shocked him even more that he became more aroused by it.
Tahira was now taking all his cock in her mouth and using what he thought was considerable talent in bringing him to a cum. He held back as long as he could, but knew he could not last very long with her letting his lun slip into her throat with every stroke. When she took her mouth away and stood up, he wanted to push her back down but she leaned over and whispered in her ear.
“You’re not getting off that easy, didn’t I tell you I might want you to eat my choot?”
He lifted her small body and sat her on the worktable. As soon as he had her in position, he began to pull her shalwar kamiz off. Tahira lifted her hips so that he could complete the task. Dil Mohammd threw the her cloths over his shoulder onto the floor and started to take off her panties.
“Leave those on,” she said, “Just push the then aside and suck my choot.”
He put a finger inside the damp crotch of her flower print panties and saw one of the most beautifully formed pussies he had ever come across. The outer lips were full and large, but without the droopy quality sometimes encountered in older women. Her clit was large enough to be visible peeking out from its sheltering hood. She had a very small looking opening and could not resist sticking a finger into it. It was tight, and hot and wet. He began to suck on the lips alternating with running his tongue up and down her slit from the clit to the bottom and then back again. After a few minutes of this, he started tongue fucking her.
“Oh God,” she said, “You really know how to eat phudi. Now suck my clitty, suck it hard and stick two fingers inside me.”
Dil Mohammd felt her tighten every muscle in her body. He also her felt her tighten around his fingers to the point it was almost painful.
“Oh fuck,” she almost screamed, “I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum, I’m cumming!”
She did not need to announce that she was cumming to let him know. The sweet girly juices began to leak out around his fingers as her pussy clenched and released over and over. When the rush of her orgasm subsided, she hopped down off the workbench and grabbed the step stool. She pulled her little panties down to her knees, spread her legs and Leaned over placing both palms flat on the top step.
“chodo mujay uncle,” she said looking back over her shoulder. That was all she said and that was plenty.
Dil Mohammd pushed his underwear the rest of the way down and stepped in behind her. Her round little ass cheeks fit perfectly in his hands as he held onto her and let his lora slip between her legs. The head touched her tight little choot hole and she pushed back onto it as he pushed forward.
“Oh ,.' ,” she said, “you are stretching me so good. That’s it, give me some more, stretch that little choot till it’s so full I can’t stand it.”
Dil Mohammd could not help himself. He rammed his lun into her until he hit bottom. . As he continued to violently ram in and out of her garam choot,he felt her begin to dilate and he went in deeper and deeper until he knew that the head of his cock was in her womb.
“Is that enough for you mari jaan?” he said. “Is that enough lun in that little choot?
“You’re in me deeper than anyone has ever been, fuck me harder, dump that big load up in me and I’ll cum again when that hot stuff splashes against my insides.”
The dirty talk was turning him on and he pounded into her with a vengeance.
“Your choot is so good, oh Sadia I love choding you so much.” He realized what he had just said and immediately stopped fucking her. His lun began to shrink inside her as he realized he had not only called her by another woman’s name, but the name had been his own beti’s.
“Don’t stop,” she said looking over her shoulder at his horrified face. “It’s OK, just don’t stop.” Seeing that her telling him that it hadn’t upset her was doing no good so she said, “Please Daddy, don’t stop fucking your horny little girl.”
He felt his dick starting to stiffen again and so did Tahira.
“That’s it Daddy,” she said as she began to shove back against him. “You baby needs some good man fucking. Give me all that cum you’ve been saving up for me all these years.”
He stroked her three more times and came harder than he ever had in his life. For the first time a pussy actually leaked his cum out around his dick unable to hold the volume of fluid he was shooting into her. When he finally removed his dripping dick from her pussy, Tahira turned around and hugged him.
“Uncle , it’s OK, really,” she said. “I heard you call me Sadia and I understand. For one thing, except for those killer breasts she’s got, we could almost be twins. It really is OK. Besides, I’ve always wanted my Daddy to do me, so pretending you were my father and I was your daughter made it even better for me. I would have never had the nerve to ask you to do that, so you did me a favor.”
He leaned forward and kissed her hard on the lips. “Thank you,” he said.
She put her head on his shoulders and whispered in his ear, “I’ve got a secret to tell you.”
“What’s that sweetheart?” he asked.
“Sadia wants to fuck you too,” Tahira said softly.