Incest Little sis Anjali

[prasannas2001]

 
 
 
Rohan pale skin turned red from face to legs. Goosebumps ran all over her body. The orgasm went on forever, seconds felt like minutes.
 
Her body shook with no-sound screams. Tears wet her eyes from too much feeling. Rohan licked her soft folds gentle through the shakes. Her clit pulsed weaker under light kisses.
 
She fell limp when shakes stopped. Her chest rose and fell fast. Her tits settled with last wobbles. Her wet thighs opened slow.
 
Rohan raised his dripping face. His lips shone with her pussy juice. His eyes looked into hers with wonder. Her big eyes shone happy in the afterglow fog.
 
No words; her hand reached quiet for his hair. Her fingers petted thankful and pulled him up slow. He climbed over her sweaty body.
 
His boxer-covered dick rubbed hot on her inner thigh. Precum left wet lines on her pale skin again.
 
Their bare chests pressed tight and soft. His flat abs pushed her shaking stomach. Her tits squished soft on his chest. Her hard nipples poked him like points. They kissed deep natural. She licked her own pussy taste off his tongue hungry.
 
Her tongue played slow lazy inside his mouth. She moaned soft into the kiss. Her hands rubbed his back light like feathers. Her legs hooked his waist loose. Her wet pussy mound pressed his hard bulge. They ground slow on instinct.
 
His dick fit her slit over his boxers and teased her clit.
 
His fingers slid down his to his boxers. He grabbed the waistband and tugged it down.
 
His 7-inch dick popped out.
 
"Anjali... please touch it? Feel how hard you make brother," he pleaded softly, his hand reaching for hers with trembling gentleness, fingers intertwining with her slender ones to guide her palm forward through the charged air still heavy with her orgasmic musk.
 
Her stunning nude body sprawled limp and glowing post-flood, magnificent breasts streaked faintly with drying nectar trails, flat tummy navel-pooled with her own cream, virgin pussy mound still quivering slickly framed by thin sexy hairs.  
 
Anjali's doe eyes widened further in a mix of fascination and trepidation, her full pouty lips parting in a soft gasp as she stared at the throbbing girth mere inches from her fingertips, the heat radiating like a furnace making her fair skin prickle anew.
 
Anjali stared at it with wide shocked eyes.