Incest Little sis Anjali and her friends

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Let mamta give BJ to rohan

[King Kesavan]

Let mamta give BJ to rohan

No Rohan should eat her pussy, definitely her wimp husband would not have gone there  she will become his slut

[prasannas2001]

 
The Movie Date – Part 1: Movie Starts
 
 
The lights dimmed. The previews began.
 
In the darkness, Rohan's hand found Mamta's. She tensed for a moment, then relaxed, her fingers intertwining with his.
 
"You know, you look beautiful tonight," he whispered, his lips close to her ear.
 
Her breath caught. "Thank you."
 
"I've been thinking about you all week."
 
"Me too." She turned to look at him. "I couldn't stop."
 
"Good. I don't want you to stop."
 
His thumb traced circles on her palm. She shivered.
 
"The movie," she whispered. "We should watch the movie."
 
"I'm watching something much more beautiful."
 
She blushed, looking away. But she didn't pull her hand away.
 
The movie played on. Rohan paid no attention to the movie.
 
His focus was entirely on Mamta.
 
His hand moved from her palm to her thigh, resting there lightly. She tensed again, then relaxed.
 
"You're so warm," he murmured.
 
"Rohan…"
 
"Shh. Don’t say anything. Just feel."
 
His hand moved slowly, tracing the curve of her thigh through the silk of her saree.
 
"The way this saree clings to you," he whispered. "I've been dreaming about it."
 
"Rohan, we're in public."
 
"Public? We're in the last row, corner seats. No one in the row in front of us. No one can see us. Anjali's blocking everyone's view. We're completely private."
 
She looked around. He was right. There was no one behind them, their front row was empty.
 
Actually the theater is not full, there are very less crowd. Their front row is also empty.
 
Anjali was positioned perfectly, her body shielding them from any prying eyes. Mainly from Neetu.
 
"This is insane," she breathed.
 
"This is perfect."
 
His hand moved higher, his fingers finding her navel at the edge of her saree.
 
"Your skin," he murmured. "So soft."
 
"You're going to get us caught."

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"We're not going to get caught. Trust me." Rohan assured her.
 
She looked at him, her eyes dark with desire. "I can’t trust you."
 
"I know you do. Else you don’t come this far. You don’t let me touch you like this or Let me feel you."
 
His hand slipped beneath the edge of her saree, finding her bare skin of her waist. She gasped softly.
 
"You wore the saree for this exact reason, right? I can directly touch your midriff, your waist, your navel? ," he said, his voice low and dangerous.
 
"No.. I… I didn't think…"
 
"You thought about me. You knew I'd be here."
 
"Mmm," she whispered. "I knew."
 
His hand moved higher, his fingers finding the edge of her blouse.
 
"Your skin, so warm," he murmured. "So soft."
 
"Rohan…"
 
"Shh. I'm not going to go further. Not here. Not yet. But I want to feel you. I want to know that you're mine."
 
"I am yours."
 
"I know." His lips brushed her ear. "But I want to hear you say it."
 
"I'm yours, Rohan. All of yours."
 
"Good girl."
 
His hand moved back to her thigh, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on her saree.
 
"The way you look tonight," he said. "That saree. Those curves. I couldn't take my eyes off you."
 
"I noticed."
 
"Good. I wanted you to notice. I wanted you to know that I was watching you."
 
"I felt your eyes on me the whole time."
 
"Because I couldn't look away. You're the most beautiful woman in this theater. In this city. In the world."
 
"You're making me blush."
 
"I'm making you feel beautiful. That's all."
 
His hand moved to her waist again, pulling her closer. Her body pressed against his.
 
"I want to kiss you now." he whispered.
 
"Here? In public?"
 
"No one can see us. You already verified. Please."
 
She hesitated, but she could not say no. Then she nodded.

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Rohan’s lips found hers, soft and slow. She melted into him.
 
"You taste so good," he murmured against her lips. "I've been wanting this all week."
 
"Me too. I've been wanting you."
 
His hand cupped her face, deepening the kiss.
 
The kiss lasted way longer and none of them are able to pull back.
 
When he finally pulled back, they were both breathing hard.
 
She tried to push him away a little bit "Mmm…," she whispered. "Please."
 
He smiled. "I love it when you hesitate. It makes me want you more. It makes it more erotic"
 
He kissed her again, slower this time. His hand moved to her neck, his thumb tracing her jaw.
 
"Your skin," he murmured. "So soft. I want to kiss every inch of you."
 
"I want that too, but this is not the time Rohan. Please stop" she whispered, but she could not protest, she wanted him more than he wants her. 
 
"Soon. Very soon. I'll come to you. And I'll kiss every inch of you."
 
"Promise?"
 
"I promise."
 
His hand moved lower, finding the edge of her blouse.
 
"Your blouse," he said. "It's so tight. I can see every curve."
 
"I saw you staring me this evening when we came to the theater."
 
"I'm admiring. There's a difference."
 
"Is there?"
 
"Yes. Staring is rude. Admiring is appreciation."
 
"And which is this?"
 
"This is worship."
 
He traced the edge of her blouse, slowly tracing the entire circle of her breasts. His fingers brushing the swell of her breast.
 
"Rohan…", a gasp escaped from her, she don’t know what else to do.
 
"Shh. I'm not going to take it off. Not yet. But I want to feel you. I want to know what's mine. I am just inspecting the boundaries of my assets."
 
Her breath was coming in short gasps. "What's yours? Did you find all your boundaries?"

[Joseph Rayman]

Super, mother and daughter now sluts of this young man.

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"Everything. Every part of you. Every curve, every soft place, every part of you that is visible outside to all and every secret part that you've been hiding."
 
"You're going to destroy me."
 
"Only if you let me."
 
"I'm letting you."
 
"I know." He kissed her neck. "That's what makes it so beautiful."
 
His hand moved to her shoulder, pushing the pallu aside. Her shoulder was bare in her sleeveless blouse.
 
"So beautiful," he murmured. "I want to kiss you there."
 
"Then kiss me, I know you don’t stop even if I say no."
 
His lips found her shoulder, soft and warm.
 
"Rohan…"
 
"I can't stop. You're too beautiful."
 
 
 
“Someone might notice,” Mamta whispered.
 
Rohan glanced toward the empty row in front of them.
 
“They won’t. We’re in the last row, and Anjali is keeping an eye out. She’ll notice if anyone comes in or turns around.”
 
Mamta looked past him toward Anjali. She was engrossed in the movie, sitting at the corner of the row. From where she was sitting, she could easily see anyone approaching from behind.
 
Mamta turned back to him.
 
“Does she really know about us?”
 
“She knows enough.”
 
Mamta gave him a questioning look.
 
“Enough to know that we’re together?”
 
Rohan nodded.
 
“Enough to know that I love you. And enough to understand why we sometimes need her help.”
 
Mamta was quiet for a moment.
 
“And she’s really okay with it?”
 
“She is. Anjali knows me better than almost anyone. She knows how much you mean to me.”
 
Mamta glanced toward Anjali again.
 
“I still feel a little uncomfortable knowing that she knows.”
 
“I understand.”
 
“What if she thinks we’re being foolish?”
 
Rohan smiled.
 
“She probably does think we’re a little foolish. She’s my sister, after all.” He paused, then his expression softened. 

“But she would never judge you or make you feel bad about us. She knows how I feel about you, and she wants me to be happy.”
 
Mamta looked at him.

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“And you trust her completely?” Mamta asked him, she is still not able to believe what she is hearing.
 
“Yes.”
 
There was no hesitation in his answer.
 
Mamta studied his face for a few seconds. She could tell he meant it.
 
“And you’re sure she won’t tell anyone?”
 
“I’m sure.”
 
She let out a quiet breath.
 
“I suppose if you trust her that much, I can trust her too.”
 
Rohan gently took her hand.
 
“That’s all I wanted you to know. You don’t have to worry about her.”
 
Mamta relaxed a little. The tension in her shoulders began to ease.
 
“I was afraid you had told her without thinking about how I would feel.”
 
“I would never do that to you.”
 
“I know.”
 
She looked down at their hands and gave his fingers a small squeeze.
 
“I just needed to hear you say it.”
 
Rohan moved a little closer.
 
“Are you still uncomfortable?”
 
Mamta hesitated, then shook her head.
 
“I don’t know.”
 
He stopped there, giving her the space to decide what she wanted.
 
Mamta noticed his hesitation and smiled faintly.
 
“You can stay close.”
 
Rohan smiled.
 
“Are you sure?”
 
“Yes.”
 
She leaned slightly toward him, letting the distance between them disappear.
 
“I trust you, Rohan.”
 
He looked at her for a moment.
 
“And Anjali?”
 
Mamta glanced toward Anjali once more. She was still absorbed in the movie, apparently unaware of their quiet conversation.
 
Mamta smiled.
 
“I think I trust her too.”
 
Only then did Rohan gently put his arm around her.
 
This time, Mamta didn't tense up. She settled comfortably against him, allowing herself to relax in the warmth of his presence.
 
“Better?” he whispered.
 
“Much better.”
 
She rested her head lightly against his shoulder.
 
“And now,” she murmured, “let’s actually watch the movie before Anjali starts wondering why we’re whispering so much.”
 
Rohan suppressed a laugh.
 
“Deal.”
 
Mamta smiled and turned her attention toward the screen, her hand still resting comfortably in his.
 
For the first time that evening, she stopped worrying about who knew their secret. 

She had trusted Rohan from the beginning. 

Now, slowly and almost without realizing it, she had begun to trust Anjali too.

[prasannas2001]

Super update

Thank you so much

[xbiilove]

No hurry, slow and steady. Excellent

[prasannas2001]

Let mamta give BJ to rohan

Thank you for the suggestion. I will see how can I fit it

[prasannas2001]

No Rohan should eat her pussy, definitely her wimp husband would not have gone there  she will become his slut

Thank you for your suggestion.

[prasannas2001]

Super, mother and daughter now sluts of this young man.

Thank you so much

[prasannas2001]

Mamta getting ready for the Movie.

[prasannas2001]

No hurry, slow and steady. Excellent

Thank you very much.

[jiivajothii]

Lover of mom and daughter. What would be the relationship between. Secret marriage with Mamta and incest with Neetu. Bro and sis successfully created two bitches.

[prasannas2001]

Lover of mom and daughter. What would be the relationship between. Secret marriage with Mamta and incest with Neetu. Bro and sis successfully created two bitches.

Thank you so much.

[BANK]

Update please