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## Update 84
When I opened my eyes in the morning, I saw the time was 11:30. I had slept for a long time. As soon as I came out of the room, ammi got after me. Anyway, I got rid of her by talking about other things. Asma and Samina were enjoying my condition. I took a bath and sat in the veranda. Everyone was there.
"Will I get breakfast?" I asked.
"No, sir," Samina said. "No breakfast. People who get up so late don't get breakfast."
"Hmmmmmmm," I hummed. "Looks like I will have to get married now."
"Look, ammi," Samina said, laughing. "How eager my brother is to get married." Then she herself went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
I sat in the TV room and put on some songs. Samina brought the breakfast there. While giving me breakfast, she gave me a glimpse of her breasts. Seeing Samina's half-naked breasts, I lightly slapped her breast.
"Hmmmmmmm," Samina hummed with a little mischief. "Now you are getting very lustful. Weren't you satisfied with khala's breasts last night?"
"Hmmmmmmm," I hummed. "So you were hiding behind the door and watching? Mmmmmmm, you have become a big slut."
"I am not a slut," Samina said. "My brother has become a slut who flirts with every girl."
"I flirt with you too, don't I?" I asked, pulling her breast.
"Yes, yes," Samina said with a bit of mischief. "I know." She asked, "Now should I get you some tea?"
"Looking at her breasts," I asked, "What's the use of tea? Just give me some milk."
"I am not in the mood to give milk right now," Samina said. Then she left, laughing. After a while, Asma came with tea. She was wearing the same sexy dress, but today her bra was different. It was a black net bra which was clearly visible when I took the tea from her hand. The gourds captured in the bra were looking very sexy. Asma gave me tea and sat down next to me. She also started to listen to songs with me. In a little while, Samina also came with a cup.
"You guys are listening to a lot of songs," Samina said. "All alone."
"You can listen too," I said. "Are your ears closed?"
"Why would my ears be closed?" she asked. "My ears are not like yours."
"Smiling," I said. "If my ears were closed, who would listen to your sweet talks?"
"Ammi, Asma, khala," Samina said.
"Why, Asma," I asked, "will you listen to Samina's talks?"
"Mmmmm," Asma hummed. "No, I won't." Hearing Asma's words, Samina punched her on her waist. Asma tried to save herself, due to which the cup of tea in her hand spilled, and the tea fell on Asma's breasts and neck. Asma quickly started to wipe the tea by hitting her breasts with her hands. The tea, making her shirt wet, was getting absorbed in her bra, and some tea was passing through between her two breasts and reaching her stomach, making the shirt stuck to her stomach wet. Asma was continuously hitting her breasts with her hands, due to which her breasts were shaking badly.
"Bhiyaaaaaaa," Samina said.
"What?" I asked.
"Will you keep looking?" Samina asked. "Won't you help Asma?" As soon as I got the signal from Samina, I grabbed the end of Asma's dupatta and started to hit it on the naked parts of her breasts. Asma looked into my eyes in a sexy manner but remained quiet. She was also moving her hands on her breasts. I held her hand and moved it to the side.
"I will clean it," I said.
"No, bhiya," Asma said. "Let it be. I will do it myself." Samina interrupted.
"Asma," Samina said. "Bhiya is helping you, so let him. It's not like he helps you every day. If it were me, I would have gotten help from bhiya." Hearing Samina's words, Asma smiled and became quiet. I cleaned the part of her breasts that was outside the bra. While cleaning Asma's breasts, my cock had become tight. Then I put my hand between her two breasts and started to clean the tea from between her breasts. Asma's soft and lustful breasts had pressed my hand with force. Asma's breasts were very soft. I kept my hand between her breasts and kept having fun for a long time. My fingers were rubbing inside her soft breasts. I was thinking about whether to put my hand in the bra cup or not. I slowly started to move my hand on top of her breast. Asma's soft breast started to press under my hand. My cock was twisting badly. Asma's body was very sexy, and I was going to rub my hand on the main part of her sexy body.
As soon as her half breast came under my hand, she looked a little restless. Her eyes and Samina's eyes were fixed on my hand. A slight tremor was produced in Asma's body. The same sensation was spread in my body too. This was all new for Asma. And I, who had become a player in all of this, was becoming restless myself. With a beating heart, I continued the movement, and then Asma's nipple, which had become hard from my hand's movement in her bra, hit my hand. I held the nipple between my finger and thumb. Asma swallowed her saliva, took a long breath, and closed her eyes. My heart was wanting to tear Asma's bra and suck her breasts with a lot of force. Uffffffff, that bitch had very sexy breasts. I looked at Asma's face. Her eyes were closed. Then I looked at Samina. Her eyes were on my hand, which was in the bra. She had held her two breasts in her two hands and was pressing them with force.
I understood that a fire was also burning in Samina's pussy. I left the nipple and pressed Asma's whole breast under my hand. Uffffffffff, it was a lot of fun. My hand was stuck between the breast and the bra cup. Asma's breasts were very soft and conical. I also kept holding her breast and having fun. Asma was also lying with her eyes closed and in lust. I, being forced by my emotions, pressed her breast in my hand with force. A slight gasp came out of Asma's mouth. At this time, she was sitting with the support of her two hands on the carpet behind her butt, due to which her breasts were coming out in front. She had folded her knees. I was sitting stuck to her. I moved a little forward, and the tip of my cock hit the lower part of her thigh. As soon as the cock hit her thigh, Asma opened her eyes and looked at me with intoxicated and expressive eyes, as if her eyes were saying, "Fuck me, Amir." I looked into her eyes and pressed her breast with more force.
"Aaaaaaaah," Asma said. "It's clean now, bhiyaaaaaaa."
"Hmmmm," I hummed. "I am doing it." Asma spread her legs and said, "Okay, do it quickly." Then she lowered her eyes, and I held her other breast in my hand. That bitch had very lustful breasts. I also pressed the other breast a lot. I was sitting with my hand on her breast when Asma said, "Stop now. It's tickling." She was looking into my eyes.
"Just a little bit is left," I said, pressing her breast and taking my hand out. "It's clean now," I said.
"In a lustful tone," Asma hummed. "Mmmmmmm. Clean my stomach now too." Hearing Asma's words, my cock jumped. I quickly rubbed my cock on her thigh and put my hand in her shirt.
"Hay," Asma said. "At least take a dupatta. How will you clean it?"
"I will do it with my hand," I said. Saying this, I started to rub my hand on her stomach. Asma's stomach was very soft and slippery. I filled her stomach in my fist and kept rubbing my hand on her stomach with fun. My heart did not want to remove my hand from her stomach. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from outside, and I immediately took my hand out of her shirt. Asma burst into laughter at my behavior. Ammi entered.
"Salma and I are going to a friend's house," ammi said. "Take care of the house."
"Okay, ammi," Samina said. "You go. We are all here." Ammi nodded her head and left. As soon as we heard that ammi and khala were going out, the eyes of all three of us shone. My cock started to thrust at the thought of the coming moments. Asma's and Samina's pussies must also be jumping around.
"Laughing," Asma asked, "Why did you stop my enjoyment as soon as aunty came?"
"Just like that," I said.
"Are you shy in front of them or something?" she asked.
"Hmmmmmmm," I hummed. "Okay, I will do it again."
"Ohhh, no, bhiya," Asma said. "I am okay now." She said, laughing.
"Wow," Samina said. "Bhiya made her okay so quickly. What kind of magic do you have in your hands?"
"Yes," I said. "There is magic in my hands."
"You should help us too," Samina said.
"Do it," I said. "Who has stopped you?" Hearing my words, both of them laughed. As soon as they got some privacy, their faces bloomed, and my heart was also jumping like a cat. I was still thinking of the next plan when Samina said, "Come on, bhiya, let's wrestle."
"You want to wrestle with me?" I asked.
"Hmmmmmmm," Samina hummed. "Why? Don't I have strength?" Saying this, Samina puffed out her chest like a wrestler. Samina's breasts became hard, and it seemed as if the shirt would tear. And that's what happened. There was a cracking sound, and Samina's breasts spread to the sides. Samina's shirt had torn from under her armpit. The black bra on her fair back became visible, and so did the side of the cup. Asma and I laughed loudly when Samina's shirt tore. First, Samina was quiet, then she also started to laugh loudly.
"Hmmmm," Asma said. "Wrestle more."
"Hmmmm," Samina hummed. "I will wrestle." She said, "Come on, bhiya. Let's see how much strength you have."
"Yaar, change your clothes first," Asma said. "Will you wrestle in torn clothes? When you have such big breasts, shirts will tear." Asma's words probably came out suddenly. She immediately hid her face in her hands.
"What a shame you are," Samina said.
"Ohhhh, sorry, yaar," Asma said. "It just came out of my mouth."
"It's okay," Samina said. "Bhai is frank with us. Don't say it in front of anyone else."
"I won't say it, baba," Asma said. "It was a mistake." Then she looked at me and laughed while hiding her face in her hands. Her style was very lovely and sexy.
"Come on, bhiya, get ready," Samina said. Samina stood up in a wrestler's style. Her breast, which was captured in the black bra, became visible from her torn shirt. I knew that a fire was burning in Samina's pussy, and she was only controlling herself because of Asma. Now, with the help of wrestling, the emotions could be cooled down a little.
"Come on," I said. Saying this, I took off my shirt and threw it to the side. Now I only had trousers on my body, which clearly showed my hard cock. I felt that Asma was staring at my cock. Then Asma's voice came.
"Bhiya," Asma said. "Your body is very great." Now she was looking at my body. Samina laughed and said, "Is only his body lovely?" Asma understood her words and, with a bit of embarrassment, said, "No, the whole bhiya is lovely."
"My heart is also wanting to take off my shirt and wrestle with you," Samina said.
"Then take it off," Asma said. "Who has stopped you?" Then she asked me, "Why, bhiya, should she take it off?"
"No, no," I said. "It's fine like this." My heart wanted her to take it off, but I was not yet that open in front of Asma. Then Samina came forward, and we both held each other by the shoulders. After putting in force for a while, I took her in a hug. Samina's whole soft body stuck to my body. As soon as her body stuck to mine, a fire flared up in my body, which started to burn every vein in my body. The same was the condition of Samina. Since Samina's height was shorter than mine, my cock was stuck in her soft stomach. I bent a little and lifted Samina up, and my cock went into her thighs.
I left her again. Samina grabbed my cock between her thighs and, on the pretext of putting in force, started to rub her pussy on my cock. Samina's action made me crazy, and I also started to enjoy the rubbing of her soft pussy. Then Samina grabbed my neck with one of her arms, due to which my mouth directly hit her torn shirt and the cup of her breast. My mouth was pressed on her soft breast. The light smell of sweat started to light more fire in me. I opened my mouth, and her breast came into my mouth. Samina kept putting in force and kept giving me milk. Then she tried to make me fall, and I fell on my own. After making me fall, Samina got on top of me and lay down. She pressed her pussy on my cock with full force.
"I defeated you, didn't I?" Samina asked.
"Yes," I said.
"After all, whose sister is she?" she asked.
"Of a wrestler," I said. During this, Asma kept laughing continuously. Then Samina got off me.
"Come on, Asma," Samina said. "Now it's your turn."
"Ufffffff," Asma said. "How will I win? No, bhiya, no."
"Come on," Samina said. "Don't be a drama queen. It's just a little bit of fun." Asma was quiet for a while, then she said, "Okay, come on, bhiya." Asma's bra was clearly visible. Her shirt was still wet. We both moved toward each other. With one hand, I held Asma's shoulder, and with the other hand, on the pretext of holding her shoulder, I went to her breast, which I held tightly. Samina, in a commentary style, said, "Very good, carry on. Asma, put in some force. Bhiya, you too. Ufffffff, this wrestling is very sensational. In the name of wrestling, bhiya's hand has gone on Asma's that thing, and yes, bhiya has held that thing with force. Bhiya, while pressing Asma's that thing, is in the mood to make her fall." Hearing Samina's words, Asma laughed so loudly that she left me and held her stomach and started to laugh. Then she looked at me and said, "Bhiya, you are also something. You hold anything."
"Okay," I said. "I will try not to hold it now. Anyway, everything is fair in war."
"Bhiya," Asma said. "This is wrestling, not war."
"Asma," Samina said. "Take off your shirt and wrestle."
"You also did it like this," Asma said.
"Yes," Samina said, "but you are not bound."
"Be quiet, aapi," Asma said. "Don't make me laugh now." Then Asma moved forward quickly. I held her arms and, crossing my arms on her stomach, moved back and pressed my cock on her soft and deep butt with full force. Uffffffff, it was a lot of fun. The more she tried to get away, the more the cock rubbed in her butt. It was as if I had hit the jackpot. My cock was moving around in her butt with a lot of fun. I had pressed her two hands on her stomach.
"Bravo, Asma," Samina said. "Put in force. Bhiya, you are also good. Like this, yes, like this. And here bhiya is pressing Asma backward." Asma was trying to get her hands away from me. I made my grip a little loose. Asma freed her hands. I left her hands, and on the pretext of holding them again, I held her breasts. The breasts captured in the net bra were looking very soft. I had grabbed her breasts with force.
"Ohhhhhh," Samina said. "Bhiya has again held Asma's that thing. Let's see how she can get away." I, holding Asma's breasts, started to move and rub my cock in her butt. Asma placed her hands on my hands that were on her breasts and leaned forward, due to which my cock went in her butt even more. I left her breasts and, rubbing my hands on her soft butt, placed both my hands on her pussy. Now Asma's pussy was pressed under my hand. I slowly rubbed my finger on the cut of her pussy.
Asma's pussy was getting wet. Then I made my grip loose, and Asma turned and hugged me and started to make me fall. She had also held my neck like Samina, due to which my mouth was stuck to her breast. I slowly fell as if Asma had made me fall. As soon as I fell, Asma got on top of me and, rubbing her pussy on my body, sat on my chest. She pressed my arms under her knees. Her pussy was in front of my mouth.
"Yahoooo," Samina said. "Bhiya is defeated." Hearing Samina's voice, I got up and made Asma fall down. Now Asma was pressed under me. Since she was sitting on my chest, her legs were still spread. I made Asma fall down and, putting my cock in her spread thighs, lay on top of her and took her hands in my hands. My cock was exactly on her pussy. I started to rub my cock on her pussy. Asma's pussy had also recognized the cock. She also kept lying in lust and, in the attempt to get up from below, kept rubbing her pussy on my cock.
This was fucking. The only difference was that instead of going into the pussy, the cock was rubbing on the pussy. And then, I, holding Asma, made her pussy wet. I got discharged. I left Asma and stood up. My trousers had become wet. Suddenly, Samina said, "Ohhhhhh, Asma, you made bhiya pee. Wow, Asma, very good." Asma looked at the semen that had come out of my cock. Then a laugh also came on her face. I had just worn my shirt when Kashi's call came. As soon as I saw Kashi's call, I remembered that I had not asked about Kashi's well-being since morning.
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When I opened my eyes in the morning, I saw the time was 11:30. I had slept for a long time. As soon as I came out of the room, ammi got after me. Anyway, I got rid of her by talking about other things. Asma and Samina were enjoying my condition. I took a bath and sat in the veranda. Everyone was there.
"Will I get breakfast?" I asked.
"No, sir," Samina said. "No breakfast. People who get up so late don't get breakfast."
"Hmmmmmmm," I hummed. "Looks like I will have to get married now."
"Look, ammi," Samina said, laughing. "How eager my brother is to get married." Then she herself went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
I sat in the TV room and put on some songs. Samina brought the breakfast there. While giving me breakfast, she gave me a glimpse of her breasts. Seeing Samina's half-naked breasts, I lightly slapped her breast.
"Hmmmmmmm," Samina hummed with a little mischief. "Now you are getting very lustful. Weren't you satisfied with khala's breasts last night?"
"Hmmmmmmm," I hummed. "So you were hiding behind the door and watching? Mmmmmmm, you have become a big slut."
"I am not a slut," Samina said. "My brother has become a slut who flirts with every girl."
"I flirt with you too, don't I?" I asked, pulling her breast.
"Yes, yes," Samina said with a bit of mischief. "I know." She asked, "Now should I get you some tea?"
"Looking at her breasts," I asked, "What's the use of tea? Just give me some milk."
"I am not in the mood to give milk right now," Samina said. Then she left, laughing. After a while, Asma came with tea. She was wearing the same sexy dress, but today her bra was different. It was a black net bra which was clearly visible when I took the tea from her hand. The gourds captured in the bra were looking very sexy. Asma gave me tea and sat down next to me. She also started to listen to songs with me. In a little while, Samina also came with a cup.
"You guys are listening to a lot of songs," Samina said. "All alone."
"You can listen too," I said. "Are your ears closed?"
"Why would my ears be closed?" she asked. "My ears are not like yours."
"Smiling," I said. "If my ears were closed, who would listen to your sweet talks?"
"Ammi, Asma, khala," Samina said.
"Why, Asma," I asked, "will you listen to Samina's talks?"
"Mmmmm," Asma hummed. "No, I won't." Hearing Asma's words, Samina punched her on her waist. Asma tried to save herself, due to which the cup of tea in her hand spilled, and the tea fell on Asma's breasts and neck. Asma quickly started to wipe the tea by hitting her breasts with her hands. The tea, making her shirt wet, was getting absorbed in her bra, and some tea was passing through between her two breasts and reaching her stomach, making the shirt stuck to her stomach wet. Asma was continuously hitting her breasts with her hands, due to which her breasts were shaking badly.
"Bhiyaaaaaaa," Samina said.
"What?" I asked.
"Will you keep looking?" Samina asked. "Won't you help Asma?" As soon as I got the signal from Samina, I grabbed the end of Asma's dupatta and started to hit it on the naked parts of her breasts. Asma looked into my eyes in a sexy manner but remained quiet. She was also moving her hands on her breasts. I held her hand and moved it to the side.
"I will clean it," I said.
"No, bhiya," Asma said. "Let it be. I will do it myself." Samina interrupted.
"Asma," Samina said. "Bhiya is helping you, so let him. It's not like he helps you every day. If it were me, I would have gotten help from bhiya." Hearing Samina's words, Asma smiled and became quiet. I cleaned the part of her breasts that was outside the bra. While cleaning Asma's breasts, my cock had become tight. Then I put my hand between her two breasts and started to clean the tea from between her breasts. Asma's soft and lustful breasts had pressed my hand with force. Asma's breasts were very soft. I kept my hand between her breasts and kept having fun for a long time. My fingers were rubbing inside her soft breasts. I was thinking about whether to put my hand in the bra cup or not. I slowly started to move my hand on top of her breast. Asma's soft breast started to press under my hand. My cock was twisting badly. Asma's body was very sexy, and I was going to rub my hand on the main part of her sexy body.
As soon as her half breast came under my hand, she looked a little restless. Her eyes and Samina's eyes were fixed on my hand. A slight tremor was produced in Asma's body. The same sensation was spread in my body too. This was all new for Asma. And I, who had become a player in all of this, was becoming restless myself. With a beating heart, I continued the movement, and then Asma's nipple, which had become hard from my hand's movement in her bra, hit my hand. I held the nipple between my finger and thumb. Asma swallowed her saliva, took a long breath, and closed her eyes. My heart was wanting to tear Asma's bra and suck her breasts with a lot of force. Uffffffff, that bitch had very sexy breasts. I looked at Asma's face. Her eyes were closed. Then I looked at Samina. Her eyes were on my hand, which was in the bra. She had held her two breasts in her two hands and was pressing them with force.
I understood that a fire was also burning in Samina's pussy. I left the nipple and pressed Asma's whole breast under my hand. Uffffffffff, it was a lot of fun. My hand was stuck between the breast and the bra cup. Asma's breasts were very soft and conical. I also kept holding her breast and having fun. Asma was also lying with her eyes closed and in lust. I, being forced by my emotions, pressed her breast in my hand with force. A slight gasp came out of Asma's mouth. At this time, she was sitting with the support of her two hands on the carpet behind her butt, due to which her breasts were coming out in front. She had folded her knees. I was sitting stuck to her. I moved a little forward, and the tip of my cock hit the lower part of her thigh. As soon as the cock hit her thigh, Asma opened her eyes and looked at me with intoxicated and expressive eyes, as if her eyes were saying, "Fuck me, Amir." I looked into her eyes and pressed her breast with more force.
"Aaaaaaaah," Asma said. "It's clean now, bhiyaaaaaaa."
"Hmmmm," I hummed. "I am doing it." Asma spread her legs and said, "Okay, do it quickly." Then she lowered her eyes, and I held her other breast in my hand. That bitch had very lustful breasts. I also pressed the other breast a lot. I was sitting with my hand on her breast when Asma said, "Stop now. It's tickling." She was looking into my eyes.
"Just a little bit is left," I said, pressing her breast and taking my hand out. "It's clean now," I said.
"In a lustful tone," Asma hummed. "Mmmmmmm. Clean my stomach now too." Hearing Asma's words, my cock jumped. I quickly rubbed my cock on her thigh and put my hand in her shirt.
"Hay," Asma said. "At least take a dupatta. How will you clean it?"
"I will do it with my hand," I said. Saying this, I started to rub my hand on her stomach. Asma's stomach was very soft and slippery. I filled her stomach in my fist and kept rubbing my hand on her stomach with fun. My heart did not want to remove my hand from her stomach. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from outside, and I immediately took my hand out of her shirt. Asma burst into laughter at my behavior. Ammi entered.
"Salma and I are going to a friend's house," ammi said. "Take care of the house."
"Okay, ammi," Samina said. "You go. We are all here." Ammi nodded her head and left. As soon as we heard that ammi and khala were going out, the eyes of all three of us shone. My cock started to thrust at the thought of the coming moments. Asma's and Samina's pussies must also be jumping around.
"Laughing," Asma asked, "Why did you stop my enjoyment as soon as aunty came?"
"Just like that," I said.
"Are you shy in front of them or something?" she asked.
"Hmmmmmmm," I hummed. "Okay, I will do it again."
"Ohhh, no, bhiya," Asma said. "I am okay now." She said, laughing.
"Wow," Samina said. "Bhiya made her okay so quickly. What kind of magic do you have in your hands?"
"Yes," I said. "There is magic in my hands."
"You should help us too," Samina said.
"Do it," I said. "Who has stopped you?" Hearing my words, both of them laughed. As soon as they got some privacy, their faces bloomed, and my heart was also jumping like a cat. I was still thinking of the next plan when Samina said, "Come on, bhiya, let's wrestle."
"You want to wrestle with me?" I asked.
"Hmmmmmmm," Samina hummed. "Why? Don't I have strength?" Saying this, Samina puffed out her chest like a wrestler. Samina's breasts became hard, and it seemed as if the shirt would tear. And that's what happened. There was a cracking sound, and Samina's breasts spread to the sides. Samina's shirt had torn from under her armpit. The black bra on her fair back became visible, and so did the side of the cup. Asma and I laughed loudly when Samina's shirt tore. First, Samina was quiet, then she also started to laugh loudly.
"Hmmmm," Asma said. "Wrestle more."
"Hmmmm," Samina hummed. "I will wrestle." She said, "Come on, bhiya. Let's see how much strength you have."
"Yaar, change your clothes first," Asma said. "Will you wrestle in torn clothes? When you have such big breasts, shirts will tear." Asma's words probably came out suddenly. She immediately hid her face in her hands.
"What a shame you are," Samina said.
"Ohhhh, sorry, yaar," Asma said. "It just came out of my mouth."
"It's okay," Samina said. "Bhai is frank with us. Don't say it in front of anyone else."
"I won't say it, baba," Asma said. "It was a mistake." Then she looked at me and laughed while hiding her face in her hands. Her style was very lovely and sexy.
"Come on, bhiya, get ready," Samina said. Samina stood up in a wrestler's style. Her breast, which was captured in the black bra, became visible from her torn shirt. I knew that a fire was burning in Samina's pussy, and she was only controlling herself because of Asma. Now, with the help of wrestling, the emotions could be cooled down a little.
"Come on," I said. Saying this, I took off my shirt and threw it to the side. Now I only had trousers on my body, which clearly showed my hard cock. I felt that Asma was staring at my cock. Then Asma's voice came.
"Bhiya," Asma said. "Your body is very great." Now she was looking at my body. Samina laughed and said, "Is only his body lovely?" Asma understood her words and, with a bit of embarrassment, said, "No, the whole bhiya is lovely."
"My heart is also wanting to take off my shirt and wrestle with you," Samina said.
"Then take it off," Asma said. "Who has stopped you?" Then she asked me, "Why, bhiya, should she take it off?"
"No, no," I said. "It's fine like this." My heart wanted her to take it off, but I was not yet that open in front of Asma. Then Samina came forward, and we both held each other by the shoulders. After putting in force for a while, I took her in a hug. Samina's whole soft body stuck to my body. As soon as her body stuck to mine, a fire flared up in my body, which started to burn every vein in my body. The same was the condition of Samina. Since Samina's height was shorter than mine, my cock was stuck in her soft stomach. I bent a little and lifted Samina up, and my cock went into her thighs.
I left her again. Samina grabbed my cock between her thighs and, on the pretext of putting in force, started to rub her pussy on my cock. Samina's action made me crazy, and I also started to enjoy the rubbing of her soft pussy. Then Samina grabbed my neck with one of her arms, due to which my mouth directly hit her torn shirt and the cup of her breast. My mouth was pressed on her soft breast. The light smell of sweat started to light more fire in me. I opened my mouth, and her breast came into my mouth. Samina kept putting in force and kept giving me milk. Then she tried to make me fall, and I fell on my own. After making me fall, Samina got on top of me and lay down. She pressed her pussy on my cock with full force.
"I defeated you, didn't I?" Samina asked.
"Yes," I said.
"After all, whose sister is she?" she asked.
"Of a wrestler," I said. During this, Asma kept laughing continuously. Then Samina got off me.
"Come on, Asma," Samina said. "Now it's your turn."
"Ufffffff," Asma said. "How will I win? No, bhiya, no."
"Come on," Samina said. "Don't be a drama queen. It's just a little bit of fun." Asma was quiet for a while, then she said, "Okay, come on, bhiya." Asma's bra was clearly visible. Her shirt was still wet. We both moved toward each other. With one hand, I held Asma's shoulder, and with the other hand, on the pretext of holding her shoulder, I went to her breast, which I held tightly. Samina, in a commentary style, said, "Very good, carry on. Asma, put in some force. Bhiya, you too. Ufffffff, this wrestling is very sensational. In the name of wrestling, bhiya's hand has gone on Asma's that thing, and yes, bhiya has held that thing with force. Bhiya, while pressing Asma's that thing, is in the mood to make her fall." Hearing Samina's words, Asma laughed so loudly that she left me and held her stomach and started to laugh. Then she looked at me and said, "Bhiya, you are also something. You hold anything."
"Okay," I said. "I will try not to hold it now. Anyway, everything is fair in war."
"Bhiya," Asma said. "This is wrestling, not war."
"Asma," Samina said. "Take off your shirt and wrestle."
"You also did it like this," Asma said.
"Yes," Samina said, "but you are not bound."
"Be quiet, aapi," Asma said. "Don't make me laugh now." Then Asma moved forward quickly. I held her arms and, crossing my arms on her stomach, moved back and pressed my cock on her soft and deep butt with full force. Uffffffff, it was a lot of fun. The more she tried to get away, the more the cock rubbed in her butt. It was as if I had hit the jackpot. My cock was moving around in her butt with a lot of fun. I had pressed her two hands on her stomach.
"Bravo, Asma," Samina said. "Put in force. Bhiya, you are also good. Like this, yes, like this. And here bhiya is pressing Asma backward." Asma was trying to get her hands away from me. I made my grip a little loose. Asma freed her hands. I left her hands, and on the pretext of holding them again, I held her breasts. The breasts captured in the net bra were looking very soft. I had grabbed her breasts with force.
"Ohhhhhh," Samina said. "Bhiya has again held Asma's that thing. Let's see how she can get away." I, holding Asma's breasts, started to move and rub my cock in her butt. Asma placed her hands on my hands that were on her breasts and leaned forward, due to which my cock went in her butt even more. I left her breasts and, rubbing my hands on her soft butt, placed both my hands on her pussy. Now Asma's pussy was pressed under my hand. I slowly rubbed my finger on the cut of her pussy.
Asma's pussy was getting wet. Then I made my grip loose, and Asma turned and hugged me and started to make me fall. She had also held my neck like Samina, due to which my mouth was stuck to her breast. I slowly fell as if Asma had made me fall. As soon as I fell, Asma got on top of me and, rubbing her pussy on my body, sat on my chest. She pressed my arms under her knees. Her pussy was in front of my mouth.
"Yahoooo," Samina said. "Bhiya is defeated." Hearing Samina's voice, I got up and made Asma fall down. Now Asma was pressed under me. Since she was sitting on my chest, her legs were still spread. I made Asma fall down and, putting my cock in her spread thighs, lay on top of her and took her hands in my hands. My cock was exactly on her pussy. I started to rub my cock on her pussy. Asma's pussy had also recognized the cock. She also kept lying in lust and, in the attempt to get up from below, kept rubbing her pussy on my cock.
This was fucking. The only difference was that instead of going into the pussy, the cock was rubbing on the pussy. And then, I, holding Asma, made her pussy wet. I got discharged. I left Asma and stood up. My trousers had become wet. Suddenly, Samina said, "Ohhhhhh, Asma, you made bhiya pee. Wow, Asma, very good." Asma looked at the semen that had come out of my cock. Then a laugh also came on her face. I had just worn my shirt when Kashi's call came. As soon as I saw Kashi's call, I remembered that I had not asked about Kashi's well-being since morning.
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