Adultery Deepa - An innocent Wife and Elder sister and her sacrification

[RedDranzar]

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You work is amazing . Please update more. Want to see Deepa turned to a escort by Jonny. Seducing people in clubs and pubs to destroy Charan unknowingly.

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[Suresh@123]

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[Suresh@123]

Johnny looked down at me with that same cruel, victorious smile, his massive cock still glistening with my sister’s juices. I was still kneeling on the floor, spent from my shameful orgasm, my hand sticky with my own cum, my mind shattered by what I had just done — licking my own sister’s freshly fucked pussy.
“Enough hiding, little brother,” Johnny said softly, but with steel in his voice. “Come. Lie down on the bed. Right here. You should see properly how we drill your sister’s tight married pussy. Every inch. Every thrust. No more peeping from the shadows.”
I tried to protest, my voice barely a whisper. “No… please… I can’t…”
But Raju and Rakesh grabbed my arms and dragged me toward the bed. I was too weak, too broken, too aroused to resist properly. They pushed me down onto the black silk sheets, right in the center, on my back.
Deepa was still on all fours beside me, blindfolded, headphones blasting music in her ears, completely unaware of what was happening. She thought it was still just the three of them. Her voluptuous, oiled body glistened under the bright lights — heavy breasts hanging and swaying, deep navel quivering, thick thighs spread, her swollen, leaking pussy still dripping Johnny’s cum.
Johnny grabbed Deepa’s hips and gently guided her.
“Turn over, my sweet slut. Lie on your back. Spread your legs wide for me.”
Deepa obeyed obediently, rolling onto her back. Johnny positioned her carefully so that her head was near the top of the bed, and her hips were right above my face — her dripping, well-fucked pussy hovering just inches from my mouth and nose. Her thick thighs were spread obscenely wide on either side of my head, giving me a clear, close-up view of her most intimate place.
I could smell her — the musky, sweet, creamy scent of her arousal mixed with Johnny’s semen. Her pussy lips were puffy and red, still slightly open from the pounding, glistening with wetness.
Deepa moaned softly, still blindfolded and lost in the music. “Johnny… what are you doing… haaaaa…”














I could smell her — the musky, sweet, creamy scent of her arousal mixed with Johnny’s semen. Her pussy lips were puffy and red, still slightly open from the pounding, glistening with wetness.
Deepa moaned softly, still blindfolded and lost in the music. “Johnny… what are you doing… haaaaa…”
Johnny knelt between her thighs, right above my face. He looked down at me with dark amusement.
“Watch closely, Rahul. Watch how a real man fucks your sister.”
He rubbed his thick cockhead up and down her swollen slit, coating himself in her juices, then slowly pushed two thick fingers deep inside her cunt. He started stroking her fast — in and out, curling his fingers against her G-spot with practiced skill.
Deepa’s hips jerked automatically, pushing back against his hand.
“Aaaahhh… haaaaa… yes… faster… haaaaaaaa!!!”
















Her pussy made wet, squelching sounds as Johnny finger-fucked her hard and fast. Juices leaked out around his fingers, dripping down onto my face and lips. I could taste her again — warm, sweet, forbidden.
I lay there, frozen, my cock hardening again despite everything. My sister’s dripping pussy was right above me, getting fingered mercilessly while I watched every detail — her swollen clit, her pink inner walls clenching around Johnny’s fingers, the way her hips rolled and thrust automatically, seeking more pleasure.
Johnny laughed softly, looking straight into my eyes.
“See that, cuck brother? Look how eagerly your Didi’s pussy is sucking my fingers. This is what she needs. Not your tiny cock. Not Charan’s small one. A real man’s fingers. A real man’s cock.”
Deepa was moaning louder now, her body writhing on the bed, completely lost in sensation, unaware that her own brother was lying directly beneath her spread pussy, watching and tasting everything.
“OHHHHH… Johnny… your fingers… so deep… haaaaa… faster… please… AHHHHHH!!!”
Raju and Rakesh held her thighs wider, keeping her fully exposed above my face. Johnny increased the speed of his fingering, his palm slapping against her clit with every thrust.
Her juices flowed freely now, dripping onto my cheeks, my lips, my tongue. I couldn’t help but taste her again. The humiliation was crushing, but the arousal was overwhelming.
Deepa’s hips were bucking wildly now, adjusting automatically to chase Johnny’s fingers, her loud moans filling the room.
“YES… YES… I’M GOING TO CUM AGAIN… HAAAAAAA!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!”
Her second powerful orgasm hit her hard. Her pussy clenched around Johnny’s fingers, squirting hot juices directly onto my face. I tasted her climax — sweet, creamy, overwhelming.
Deepa screamed in ecstasy, her body shaking violently above me.
“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! JOHNNYYYYY!!! I’M CUMMING… AHHHHHHH!!!”
Johnny kept fingering her through the orgasm, drawing it out, making her squirt more onto my face while I lay there, drenched in my sister’s pleasure, my cock throbbing painfully hard again.
He finally pulled his fingers out with a wet sound and looked down at me, his eyes full of wicked triumph.
“Good boy, Rahul. You’re learning your place. Now watch what comes next.”
The humiliation and arousal had reached a breaking point.
I was no longer just watching.
I was part of it.
And the worst part was… a dark, shameful part of me didn’t want it to stop.










I lay flat on my back on the black silk sheets, my body trembling, my mind a storm of shame, horror, and unbearable arousal. My sister Deepa was positioned right above me — on all fours, blindfolded, headphones blasting music in her ears, completely unaware that her own brother was lying directly beneath her. Her thick, oiled thighs framed my face. Her swollen, dripping pussy hovered just two centimeters from my mouth and nose. Her round, juicy ass was pushed up, the tiny string of her thong lost between her cheeks. Her heavy breasts hung down, swaying gently with every breath.
The scent of her arousal — sweet, musky, mixed with Johnny’s cum — filled my lungs with every inhale.
Johnny signaled Raju and Rakesh with a wicked grin. Both of them moved to my sides, their eyes gleaming with cruel amusement as they looked at my pathetic 5-inch cock standing hard and leaking against my stomach.
“Look at this little brother’s tiny dick,” Raju laughed softly. “He’s rock hard watching his own sister get finger-fucked.”
Rakesh reached down first. His strong hand wrapped around my cock and balls, squeezing firmly. The sudden pressure sent a sharp mix of pain and twisted pleasure shooting through me.
“Ahhhhhh…!” I cried out, my voice choked with shame. The pain was real — his grip was tight, almost crushing — but the humiliation made my cock throb even harder in his palm.
Raju joined him, grabbing my balls and squeezing them together while Rakesh stroked my shaft roughly. I writhed on the bed, tears of pain and unbearable pleasure leaking from my eyes.
“Pleeease… ahhhh… it hurts… haaaaa…” I gasped, my hips bucking involuntarily into their hands.
They squeezed harder for a few long, torturous seconds, making my cock pulse and leak fresh pre-cum. Then they suddenly released me, laughing quietly.
Johnny looked down at me with dark satisfaction. “Now watch, Rahul. In the same position. See how your sister’s inner walls get properly banged. Watch every inch of my cock stretching her married pussy and ass right above your face.”

[Blackbull89]

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[Suresh@123]

He positioned himself behind Deepa, his massive 9.5-inch cock throbbing. Her pussy and ass were so close to my face I could see every glistening detail — her swollen pink folds, the creamy mixture leaking from her hole, her tight little asshole twitching.
“Before I fuck her properly,” Johnny said, his voice thick with lust, “I need to lubricate this tiny virgin ass. Her useless husband never fucked her here properly. She’s brand new to this.”
He spread Deepa’s plump ass cheeks wide with both hands, fully exposing her tight, puckered hole just inches from my eyes. Deepa jerked when she felt the cool air.
“Haaaa… Johnny… what are you doing back there…?” she whimpered.
Johnny looked straight at me with a wicked, triumphant smile. He extended two fingers toward my face.
“Open your mouth, sissy brother.”
I hesitated, shame burning through me. But the threat in his eyes — and the video still recording on his phone — left me no choice. Obediently, I opened my mouth.
Johnny pushed his two thick fingers between my lips.
“Suck them. Get them nice and wet with your saliva. You’re going to help lubricate your own sister’s asshole.”
Humiliated beyond words, I closed my lips around his fingers and sucked. My tongue swirled around them, coating them generously with my warm saliva. The act felt degrading — using my own mouth to prepare my sister for anal.
Johnny groaned in pleasure at the sight. “Good boy… look at you. Salivating on the fingers that are about to open your Didi’s tight virgin ass.”
He pulled his now slick, saliva-coated fingers out of my mouth with a wet pop and moved them back to Deepa’s ass. He circled her tiny, puckered hole slowly, teasing it, then gently pushed one finger inside.
Deepa jerked violently, her body tensing above me.
“Aaaahhh…! Johnny… it’s too tight… haaaaa… it burns… please slow…!”
Johnny didn’t stop. He worked the saliva-lubricated finger in and out, stretching her virgin asshole while his other hand rubbed her dripping pussy. Deepa’s moans grew louder, a strange mix of pain and new, forbidden pleasure.
“Shhhgg… haaaaaaaaa… oh god… something strange… AHHHHHH!!!”
Her hips started moving automatically, pushing back against his invading finger. Her pussy leaked fresh juices, dripping directly onto my face and lips as I lay helplessly beneath her.
Johnny added a second finger, scissoring them slowly inside her tight ass while rubbing her clit with his thumb.
Deepa’s body shuddered above me, her loud moans filling the room.
“OHHHHH… it feels so full… haaaaa… Johnny… your fingers in my ass… AHHHHH!!! I’m going to… haaaaaaaa!!!”
Her pussy clenched and squirted again, hot juices splashing onto my face as another powerful orgasm ripped through her. I tasted everything — her sweet release, mixed with the earlier creampie.
Johnny looked down at me, his eyes full of dominance and victory.
“See that, Rahul? Your sister is cumming from having her ass played with… right above your face. And you’re still hard, aren’t you?”
I lay there, drenched in my sister’s juices, my cock throbbing painfully, utterly broken by the humiliation and forbidden arousal.
The game had gone far beyond anything I could have imagined.
And Johnny was far from finished.


















Johnny looked down at me with that cruel, victorious smirk, his fingers still buried deep in my sister’s ass and pussy. Deepa was moaning loudly above me, her thick thighs trembling on either side of my face, her dripping cunt hovering just inches from my mouth. Her heavy breasts swayed, nipples hard and swollen. Her oiled body glistened under the bright lights like a forbidden goddess.
He teased me slowly, his voice low and mocking.
“How is it, Rahul? Look at your elder innocent sister… the same Deepa who used to scold you for coming home late, who tied your rakhi every year, who wore sarees like a proper traditional wife… now lying here like a complete slut. Blindfolded. Oiled. Her pussy and ass stretched by my fingers. How does it feel watching your own Didi moan like a whore?”
I swallowed hard, my voice barely a whisper, broken with shame. “Please… Johnny… stop this… she’s my sister…”
Johnny laughed softly and pushed his fingers deeper, scissoring them in both her holes at once. Deepa cried out in a higher pitch, her body jerking.
“AAAAHHH… haaaaa… Johnny… both holes… it feels so full… AHHHHHH!!! So strange… so good… haaaaaaaa!!!”
Her moans were higher, more desperate, filled with a pleasure she had never felt in her entire married life. Her hips moved automatically, pushing back onto his invading fingers, her pussy leaking fresh juices that dripped onto my lips and chin.
Johnny continued teasing me while finger-fucking my sister.
“Answer me properly, little brother. Tell me how it feels seeing your innocent Didi changed into this. Her tight virgin ass taking fingers for the first time. Her married pussy creaming for another man. Speak.”
I answered between heavy breaths, my cock throbbing painfully hard again. “It… it feels wrong… she’s my Didi… but… she looks so… so beautiful like this… haaa… I can’t stop looking…”
Johnny’s wicked smile widened. He signaled Rakesh with a nod.
Rakesh moved to Deepa’s head. He gently held her face and guided her mouth toward my cock. Deepa, still blindfolded and with music blasting in her ears, thought it was Johnny or one of his friends.
She opened her soft, warm mouth obediently and took my 5-inch cock between her lips for the first time in her life.
The sensation was electric. Her full lips wrapped around my shaft, her tongue swirling instinctively as she sucked. She had no idea it was her own brother’s cock in her mouth. She thought it was Johnny’s or one of the others.
“Mmmmmm… mmmmmm…” she moaned around my cock, the vibrations sending shocks of forbidden pleasure through me.
I cried out softly, my body jerking. “Didi… oh god… no…”








But she couldn’t hear me. She sucked harder, bobbing her head, taking me deeper, her tongue licking the underside of my shaft. Her saliva coated me completely. The wet, warm heat of my own sister’s mouth was overwhelming.
Johnny kept scissoring his two thick fingers in her pussy and ass at the same time, stretching both holes. Deepa’s moans around my cock became higher-pitched, more frantic, filled with a new kind of pleasure she had never experienced.
“MMMMMMM… haaaaa… mmmmmm!!!” Her sounds were muffled but incredibly arousing as she sucked me while getting finger-fucked in both holes.
Raju took the camcorder and started shooting every filthy detail — close-ups of Deepa’s lips stretched around my cock, Johnny’s fingers pumping in and out of her pussy and ass, her heavy breasts swaying, her oiled body trembling.
Johnny kept talking to me, his voice dripping with dominance.
“Look at this, Rahul. Your elder sister is sucking your cock thinking it’s mine. She has no idea she’s blowing her own little brother while I finger her married holes. How does it feel? Your innocent Didi’s mouth on your dick… her tongue licking you so eagerly…”
I was lost. Shame burned through me like fire, but the pleasure was stronger. My hips moved slightly, pushing into my sister’s warm mouth. Tears rolled down my cheeks even as I moaned.
“It… it feels so wrong… but so good… Didi’s mouth… haaaaa… I can’t believe this is happening…”
Deepa moaned louder around my cock as Johnny increased the speed of his fingers, stretching her ass and rubbing her G-spot at the same time. Her body was shaking violently above me. Her pussy was creaming heavily, juices dripping onto my face while she sucked me.
“MMMMMMM… haaaaa… mmmmmm!!! So full… both holes… AHHHHH!!!”
Raju zoomed the camera in on her face — my sister’s lips wrapped around her own brother’s cock, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked with innocent eagerness, completely unaware.






Raju zoomed the camera in on her face — my sister’s lips wrapped around her own brother’s cock, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked with innocent eagerness, completely unaware.
Johnny laughed darkly. “She’s such a natural cocksucker. Look how happily she’s sucking you, Rahul. Your own sister. And she thinks it’s a real man’s cock.”
The wicked game had reached a new level of depravity. Deepa continued moaning and sucking me with increasing passion, her body trembling from the double penetration of Johnny’s fingers, while Raju recorded everything and I lay there, broken, ashamed, and impossibly aroused.
I was no longer just watching.
I was part of the corruption.
And the worst part was… I didn’t want it to end.

[Suresh@123]

Johnny’s fingers were buried deep inside my sister — one thick finger in her tight asshole and two in her dripping pussy, scissoring and stretching both holes at the same time. Deepa’s voluptuous, oiled body was shivering uncontrollably above me. Every nerve in her seemed to be on fire. Her thick golden thighs trembled on either side of my face. Her heavy breasts swayed heavily, nipples rock hard. Her deep navel quivered with each ragged breath. Her swollen pussy lips clenched and fluttered around his invading fingers, leaking fresh juices that dripped steadily onto my lips and chin.
She was moaning in a higher pitch now, the sound raw and desperate, echoing off the walls of the brightly lit bedroom.
“AAAAAHHHHHH… haaaaa… Johnny… both holes… it’s too much… AHHHHHHH!!! So full… so strange… haaaaaaaa!!!”
Her body jerked and shivered with every thrust of his fingers. Her hips moved on their own, pushing back greedily, chasing the overwhelming sensation. The wet, squelching sounds of his fingers pumping in and out of her pussy and ass filled the room, mixing with her broken, high-pitched moans.
Johnny looked straight down at me, his eyes dark with cruel amusement and triumph. A wicked smile played on his lips as he slowly pushed his fingers a little deeper into both her holes.
“Do you want more, Rahul?” he asked softly, his voice mocking. “Look at your innocent Didi… shivering like a slut while I finger her pussy and virgin ass right above your face. Do you want me to stop… or keep going?”
I was trembling, my face drenched in my sister’s juices, my own 5-inch cock throbbing painfully hard again. Shame burned through me like acid.
“No…” I whispered hoarsely. “Please… stop this… she’s my sister…”
But even as the words left my mouth, my mind betrayed me. A dark, forbidden part of me wanted more. I wanted to see her lose control completely. I wanted to watch her cum again while her pussy dripped onto my face.
Johnny saw the conflict in my eyes. With a wicked grin, he pushed both fingers deeper — stretching her tight asshole and pussy further, curling them inside her.
Deepa’s reaction was immediate and explosive.
“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! JOHNNYYYYYYYY!!! DEEPER… IT’S TOO DEEP… AHHHHHHHHH!!! MMMMMMM… NOOOOOIOOOI… JOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!”
Her loud, high-pitched moan echoed twice in the room, bouncing off the walls like a siren of pure pleasure and shock. Her entire body convulsed violently above me. Her pussy clenched hard around his fingers, squirting fresh hot juices directly onto my face and open mouth. Her asshole fluttered wildly around the invading digit. Her heavy breasts bounced wildly as she shook.







Her loud, high-pitched moan echoed twice in the room, bouncing off the walls like a siren of pure pleasure and shock. Her entire body convulsed violently above me. Her pussy clenched hard around his fingers, squirting fresh hot juices directly onto my face and open mouth. Her asshole fluttered wildly around the invading digit. Her heavy breasts bounced wildly as she shook.
The sudden intense pleasure made her mouth release my cock with a wet pop. Strings of saliva connected her swollen lips to my throbbing shaft as she gasped for air, moaning loudly.
“HAaaaaaaa… oh god… what are you doing to me… AHHHHHH!!!”
Johnny pulled his fingers out slightly, then pushed them back in even deeper, scissoring them mercilessly in both her holes.
He looked down at me again, his smile triumphant.
“Do you want me to stop, Rahul? Or should I continue? Tell me honestly… I’ll give you ten times more pleasure if you admit it. Do you want to watch your sister get completely ruined? Tell me… do you want it to continue?”
Deepa was still moaning above me, her body rocking, completely lost in the double penetration, unaware that her own brother was lying beneath her spread pussy.
I tried to resist. My mouth opened to say “stop”…
But the words that came out were different.
“Yes…” I whispered, my voice breaking with shame. “I… I want it… continue…”
The admission slipped out without my full consent, driven by the overwhelming arousal and the sight of my sister’s shivering, dripping body.
Johnny laughed loudly, victory shining in his eyes.
“I knew it, you little sissy. Deep down, you’re just like me. You want to see your own Didi turned into a complete whore.”
He pushed his fingers even deeper into both her holes, fucking her faster. Deepa’s moans reached a new, frantic pitch.
“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!! JOHNNYYYYY!!! BOTH HOLES… I’M GOING CRAZY… HAAAAAAA!!! DON’T STOP… AHHHHHHHHH!!!”
Her body shuddered violently again. Another powerful orgasm ripped through her, her pussy squirting hard onto my face while her asshole clenched rhythmically around his finger. Her loud, erotic screams filled the entire room as she came harder than I had ever heard her before.
Raju continued recording every second with the camcorder — close-ups of my sister’s convulsing body, her dripping pussy, her moaning face, and me lying helplessly beneath her with my cock hard and leaking.
Johnny kept fingering her through the orgasm, drawing it out, making her squirt more onto my face while I lay there, drenched in my sister’s pleasure, my mind completely broken.
The wicked game had reached its darkest, most humiliating peak.
And I had just begged for more.



Johnny’s fingers, still slick with my sister’s pussy juices and ass, were suddenly pulled out of Deepa’s holes with a wet, obscene sound. Deepa whimpered above me, her body trembling, her swollen pussy and freshly stretched asshole twitching visibly just inches from my face.
Without warning, Johnny reached down and pushed those same two fingers directly into my open mouth.
“Taste your sister properly, sissy brother,” he ordered, his voice low and commanding. “Clean them. Suck off every drop of her pussy and ass juices.”
I gagged slightly as the strong, musky, creamy taste flooded my tongue — the unmistakable flavor of Deepa’s most intimate places mixed with oil and her own arousal. Shame burned through me like fire, but my cock throbbed harder than ever. I closed my lips around his thick fingers and sucked obediently, swirling my tongue, cleaning them thoroughly just as he demanded.
“Mmm… good boy,” Johnny praised mockingly, pushing his fingers deeper into my mouth, making me suck harder. “Look at you… tasting your own Didi’s cunt and ass like a desperate little cleaner.”
After a long minute of humiliating sucking, he pulled his fingers out with a wet pop and smirked down at me.
“Now… clean your sister’s asshole properly. With your tongue.”
I tried to turn my head away, my voice a broken whisper. “No… please Johnny… not that… she’s my sister… I can’t…”
But Johnny grabbed the back of my head firmly, holding me in place. With his other hand, he spread Deepa’s plump, oiled ass cheeks wide apart, fully exposing her tight, pink, freshly fingered asshole right above my face. The tiny hole was glistening with oil and traces of her juices, slightly open from the earlier stretching, twitching invitingly.
“Clean it,” he ordered again, his tone leaving no room for refusal. “Or the video of you stroking and licking your sister goes straight to Charan.”
With tears of utter shame rolling down my cheeks, I extended my tongue. The moment it touched my sister’s tight asshole, a violent shiver ran through both of us.
Deepa moaned loudly above me, still blindfolded and lost in the music, thinking it was still Johnny or one of his friends.
“Haaaaaaa… mmmmmm… what… someone is licking my ass… AHHHHH!!!”
Her voice was higher-pitched, filled with shock and a strange new pleasure. Her body jerked, pushing her ass back slightly toward my face.




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Deepa moaned loudly above me, still blindfolded and lost in the music, thinking it was still Johnny or one of his friends.
“Haaaaaaa… mmmmmm… what… someone is licking my ass… AHHHHH!!!”
Her voice was higher-pitched, filled with shock and a strange new pleasure. Her body jerked, pushing her ass back slightly toward my face.
Johnny held her cheeks spread obscenely wide with both hands, making sure her tiny asshole was completely exposed and pressed against my tongue. I had no choice. I licked slowly at first — circling the tight ring, tasting the oily, musky flavor of my own sister’s most forbidden place. Then, under Johnny’s watchful gaze, I pressed my tongue flat against it and licked with longer, more deliberate strokes.
Deepa’s moans grew louder and more desperate.
“Shhhgg… haaaaaaaaa… oh god… tongue on my ass… it feels so dirty… but so good… AHHHHHH!!! Don’t stop… haaaaaaaa!!!”
Her asshole fluttered under my tongue, tightening and relaxing as I licked and probed it. The taste was intense — salty, musky, intimate. I felt completely degraded, yet my cock was leaking steadily onto my stomach. I hated myself for how hard I was, for how eagerly my tongue moved across my sister’s asshole while Johnny held her cheeks spread for me.






Johnny laughed softly, watching every second.
“Look at this… the protective little brother is now rimming his own Didi’s asshole while she moans like a whore. Push your tongue inside, Rahul. Taste deeper.”
Shame and arousal twisted together inside me as I obeyed. I stiffened my tongue and pushed it against her tight ring, slowly forcing the tip inside her virgin ass. Deepa cried out in ecstasy above me.
“AAAAAAAAHHH!!! Something inside my ass… tongue… haaaaaaaa!!! It’s going inside… AHHHHHHH!!! So deep… so strange… MMMMMMM!!!”
Her body shivered violently. Her pussy dripped fresh juices onto my chin and neck as her asshole clenched around my invading tongue. Johnny kept her cheeks spread wide, forcing me to bury my face deeper between them, licking and tongue-fucking my sister’s ass while she moaned in pure pleasure, completely unaware it was her own brother.
Raju continued recording everything with the camcorder — close-ups of my tongue disappearing into Deepa’s asshole, her trembling body, her dripping pussy, and my humiliated, aroused face.
Johnny’s voice was thick with satisfaction.
“That’s it, sissy. Eat your sister’s ass properly. This is what you were born for — cleaning up after real men use her.”
Deepa was lost in the new sensation, her moans echoing through the room as my tongue worked deeper inside her tight hole.
“OHHHHH… yes… keep licking my ass… haaaaaaaa!!! It feels so good… AHHHHHHH!!!”
I was completely broken — my face buried between my elder sister’s spread ass cheeks, tongue deep in her asshole, while Johnny and his friends watched and laughed.
The humiliation was absolute.
And the dark, forbidden pleasure had me completely addicted.



To be continued.....

[Suresh@123]

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[Tamilmathi]

Wonderful writing .....
Sce e by scence deeply explained....
Hard to core .....
Un imaginable updates ....
Thanks for keep updating.....

[Suresh@123]

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[RedDranzar]

Pls give fee back and likes

Fantastic writing. Now there should be slow transformation of Deepa and Rahul

Deepa slowly will like becoming Jonny's slave. She should call Jonny herself for more humiliation.  
Rahul will start lusting on Deepa . He would want to join with Jonny in future traps of Deepa. 

Jonny should turn Deepa to a paid escort for his father's benefit.
Request to author to make this happen.

[joy2008]

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Now let Deepa suck everyone's ass

[Pushpa Purusan]

Excellent update

[Santhosh24]

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Super story bro maintain deepa don't want to know about brother 
Make her slave to all three

[ananth1986]

Humilitation in a different way. Too hard and sexy.
Thank you Suresh@123

[Gandhi krishna]

Super update

[Suresh@123]

Wonderful writing .....
Sce e by scence deeply explained....
Hard to core .....
Un imaginable updates ....
Thanks for keep updating.....

Thankyou so much....

[Suresh@123]

Fantastic writing. Now there should be slow transformation of Deepa and Rahul

Deepa slowly will like becoming Jonny's slave. She should call Jonny herself for more humiliation.  
Rahul will start lusting on Deepa . He would want to join with Jonny in future traps of Deepa. 

Jonny should turn Deepa to a paid escort for his father's benefit.
Request to author to make this happen.

Yes thankyou

[29e5o.a7.9.]

Why this story not marked as Incest??