Misc. Erotica The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Sathya Krishnan

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Making the hero wait in the living room and telling him to come inside only when he tells him to, the director followed murthy who was hugging my sister by her naked ass cheeks and carrying her inside.  “Ammu, the Zamindar is excited that he is going to sleep with you, and started kissing your lips.  Since your mind is filled with thoughts of the hero, for a moment you assume that it was the hero who is kissing your lips and begin kissing Zamindar’s lips back,” the director said.  Badly waiting for the scene with Murthy to get over, she prayed to god for a second or two.  “Shall I start kissing Ammu’s lips, Sir?” Murthy asked the director.  “Yeah, do it,” as the director said, Murthy began hugging my naked sister and began kissing her lips.  “Now kiss his lips back, Ammu assuming that he is the Hero,” as the director said, my sister began kissing Murthy’s lips back.  Getting kissed nicely on the lips by my sister Ammu,

“Mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” Murthy started to moan.  “Wow, amazing acting Murthy, that’s it, keep kissing the heroine’s lips.  According to you, you have killed the hero, the heroine all yours to enjoy.  Come on, enjoy kissing and romancing Ammu all you want,” the director said.  Murthy, who was enjoying himself romancing my sister, was happily feeling up her naked body and was kissing her lips, and brought his hand down and began grabbing my sister’s pussy, “mmmmmmmmmm,” as my sister moaned, and tried to pull his hand off.  “Ammu, let him play with your pussy, he gets horny after you kiss his lips, because he doesn’t not know that you are kissing his lips thinking about the hero,” the director said and my sister let Murthy grab her pussy and let him feel her up nicely and kiss her lips and she was kissing his lips back as well.