Incest Little sis Anjali

[prasannas2001]

 
 
Neetu could feel the heat radiating from his body, the scent of his skin, and she was lost in the moment.
 
She could feel herself losing.
 
Finally, with a final, decisive move, Rohan pinned Neetu's thumb down. "Gotcha!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with triumph.
 
Neetu's face fell, but she tried to hide her disappointment. "Good game," she said, forcing a smile.
 
Rohan laughed, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Time to pay up my dear," he said, his voice low and teasing.
 
"You're very strong, Neetu," he said, his voice low and husky. "I almost lost. You're not paying attention, or I would have been done for." Neetu's heart swelled with pride, and she felt a surge of confidence.
 
She knew he was just being kind, but it felt good to hear it.
 
She reached up and slowly removed her kurta, revealing her lacy black camisole and her smooth, toned stomach.
 
Rohan's eyes widened in desire, and he felt a rush of hunger, a sudden urge to touch her, to run his hands over her skin.
 
He pushed the thought away, his cheeks flushing with excitement.
 
Anjali noticing both Neetu and mainly how Rohan excited when Neetu removed her kurta.
 
The air in the fort was thick with tension, the scent of their skin, and the heat of their bodies.
 
Neetu felt a rush of desire with the cool air touching her body through her camisole, her body shivered slightly.
 
Anjali and Rohan exchanged a look, their eyes meeting in a silent agreement. They knew they had her, and they were ready to take the next step.
 
They knew they have successfully completed another important phase of the Seduction of Neetu. Taking the first piece of clothing off her body is the most difficult part.
 
Once they could make her remove her kurta, both knew they can make her remove the rest.