27-01-2024, 02:16 PM
It only took him a moment to get the condom off, then another few moments to find one of the others lying on the bed, open it and put it on as his sister watched, wide-eyed, trailing her fingers down his chest, sliding her fingers over his small hard nipples. Her body was heaving as she caught her breath. She leaned up and tongued his nipple.
He moved back between her legs, reaching down to guide his cock into position, then dropped his hips to plunge into her. She moaned and it was her turn to arch her back as he penetrated her again.
"Oh fuck," Kelsey muttered, "Fuck, fuck, fuck."
Sam braced his arms to hold his weight above her and started to slowly drive his hips back and forth. It only took him a few moments to find the rhythm. Kelsey twisted and moaned beneath him. He settled into long, slow, strokes, the full length of his cock moving in and out of her. He dropped down onto his elbows, pressing his chest against her soft breasts, pinning her down as the muscles of his ass hollowed with each deep thrust.
Kelsey was constantly moaning now, clinging to him, wrapping her arms around him. Her tongue found his and danced with it, wet and wild. Sam returned the kiss and kept up the rhythm. Each thrust drove him into her, and she met each with a moan. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his hips, matching each thrust with a counterthrust of her own. She let go of him long enough to slide a hand over his sweat soaked chest, slickly caressing his nipples, then sliding it down between them.
Sam could feel her hand, moving rapidly back and forth as she rubbed her clit. Once she started rubbing her clit, it didn't take long before her body was bucking underneath him and she let out a long, drawn-out moan as she came again. Sam focused on maintaining the rhythm of his thrusts as his sister moved through a series of wave orgasms, one after another rippling through her body, her pussy pulsing around his cock.
It was too much. He felt his own orgasm building, his cock stiffening and then, as he came, matching her pulsing with his own. He groaned and moaned deeply, his hips jerking and jumping. He collapsed on top of her, pressing her fully into the bed, trapping her hand between them. His head dropped into the hollow of her neck and shoulder as she pulled her arm from between them and once again wrapped him in a tight embrace.
He moved back between her legs, reaching down to guide his cock into position, then dropped his hips to plunge into her. She moaned and it was her turn to arch her back as he penetrated her again.
"Oh fuck," Kelsey muttered, "Fuck, fuck, fuck."
Sam braced his arms to hold his weight above her and started to slowly drive his hips back and forth. It only took him a few moments to find the rhythm. Kelsey twisted and moaned beneath him. He settled into long, slow, strokes, the full length of his cock moving in and out of her. He dropped down onto his elbows, pressing his chest against her soft breasts, pinning her down as the muscles of his ass hollowed with each deep thrust.
Kelsey was constantly moaning now, clinging to him, wrapping her arms around him. Her tongue found his and danced with it, wet and wild. Sam returned the kiss and kept up the rhythm. Each thrust drove him into her, and she met each with a moan. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his hips, matching each thrust with a counterthrust of her own. She let go of him long enough to slide a hand over his sweat soaked chest, slickly caressing his nipples, then sliding it down between them.
Sam could feel her hand, moving rapidly back and forth as she rubbed her clit. Once she started rubbing her clit, it didn't take long before her body was bucking underneath him and she let out a long, drawn-out moan as she came again. Sam focused on maintaining the rhythm of his thrusts as his sister moved through a series of wave orgasms, one after another rippling through her body, her pussy pulsing around his cock.
It was too much. He felt his own orgasm building, his cock stiffening and then, as he came, matching her pulsing with his own. He groaned and moaned deeply, his hips jerking and jumping. He collapsed on top of her, pressing her fully into the bed, trapping her hand between them. His head dropped into the hollow of her neck and shoulder as she pulled her arm from between them and once again wrapped him in a tight embrace.
जिंदगी की राहों में रंजो गम के मेले हैं.
भीड़ है क़यामत की फिर भी हम अकेले हैं.
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